HERMIONE AND GINNY
This is a work of lesbian celebrity fiction. The characters are used without permission from the book and film of the same name, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. The girl-girl sexual situations described existed only in the imagination of the author.
If you are offended by underage boarding school girls engaging in lesbian sex, please stop reading immediately.
Hermione Granger was played by Emma Watson; Ginny Weasley was played by Bonnie Wright; Fleur Delacour was played by Clemence Poesy; and Gabrielle Delacour was portrayed by Angelica Mandy.
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The Hogwarts' student body was abuzz. The yearlong Triwizard Tournament was soon to take place on their sprawling, Scottish castle campus, and the competitors and students from Beauxbatons Academy and Durmstrang Institute were arriving that very afternoon.
Adding to the excitement, Durmstrang was an all-boys school, and their champion was the burly, thick-necked international Quidditch player, Viktor Krum. The Hogwarts' girls were all atwitter as the handsome, masculine boys paraded by in military fashion. The Durmstrang students seemed so thrillingly different from the slightly effeminate Hogwarts boys that they were accustomed to.
The Beauxbatons girls entered next. Most were tall, blonde, slender, and beautiful. They were led by their champion, silvery blonde-haired, 5'11" Fleur Delacour. Followed closely behind was Fleur's adorable 11-year-old sister, Gabrielle, who was performing gymnastic moves in a form-fitting leotard.
The Delacour sisters were part-Veela, a magical race with the ability to enchant with their unique, wispy beauty. Many of the Hogwarts boys audibly gasped as the beautiful Beauxbatons girls gracefully moved in unison. The girls were dressed smartly in their beautifully-tailored pale blue school uniforms, with matching capes and fashionable hats. It provided quite a contrast from the unkempt dark robes and sloppy striped neckties of many of the Hogwarts boys and girls.
It wasn't just the boys who were spellbound by the lovely Beauxbatons girls. Two of their most ardent admirers were 14-year-old Hermione Granger, and her 13-year-old friend, Ginny Weasley. Both girls felt an unfamiliar stirring in their loins as they watched the parade of blue-suited beauties, especially the stunning 17-year-old, Fleur Delacour.
Secretly, red-haired Ginny had harbored an ardent girl-crush on Hermione since the self-assured wizard had first entered Hogwarts at the age of 11, along with her brother, Ron, and his best friend, the famous Harry Potter. As the youngest member of the Weasley clan, and the only girl, Ginny was doted upon by her parents and older brothers. Ginny protectively held on to her clandestine lesbian desires... especially those concerning family-friend, Hermione.
No longer the wild-haired, flat-chested, know-it-all girl who had first come to Hogwarts three years earlier, Hermione was increasingly living up to her reputation as one of the most promising young wizards of her age, but had also greatly softened her smart-aleck attitude. With her already proven courage, and improved attitude, she was now admired by all but the Slytherin's, and the most jealous of her Hogwarts peers.
Perhaps more noticeably, 14-year-old Hermione now wore her reddish-brown hair more stylishly, and was becoming a slender beauty in her own right. With her lithe body and maturing breasts, Hermione was receiving increasing interest in year three from the older Hogwarts boys, much to the veiled chagrin of shy, Ron Weasley.
To accommodate the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students, some sleeping arrangements needed to be changed within the four Hogwarts houses: Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor.
Hermione was excited to learn that Fleur would be sharing her dorm room. The younger girls, Gabrielle and Ginny would be bunking together as well. Other Beauxbatons girls were being housed in the Gryffindor girl's dorms.
As at most boarding schools, there were girls' and boys' communal showers and bathrooms in each of the houses. Hermione watched with great interest as the naked Beauxbatons girls blithely entered the Gryffindor showers. Hermione had never felt comfortable undressing in front of the other girls, and usually waited for them to finish before leaving the dressing area to enter the shower room.
There was no such reticence among the ten or so Beauxbatons girls who ranged in age from 11-year-old Gabrielle, to mature-looking 17-year-old's, like Fleur. Many of the Gryffindor girls looked on with undisguised envy at the beautiful, mostly blonde, French girls.
Hermione waited patiently to take her shower. She had stripped down to her A-cup bra and panties, and was quietly sitting on a dressing room bench. A white towel was draped around Hermione's neck, subconsciously hiding her youthful, bra-covered breasts.
Ginny and Gabrielle were among the first to exit the shower stalls, and were chatting animatedly, already becoming fast friends. Hermione noticed that instead of wrapping her wet body in a towel like she usually did, Ginny joined the 11-year-old French girl in unashamedly walking completely naked to the changing area, her white towel dangling from her hand.
Ginny, at age 13, was continuing to show the signs of advancing puberty. The redhaired girl's breasts were tiny, but noticeably developing, looking like two little fleshy cones on her pink, slightly-freckled chest. Ginny's hips were just beginning to lose their boyish-looking straightness, and a few tiny wisps of reddish-brown pubic hair had begun to sprout along her nether region.
Needless to say, Hermione was shocked at her younger friend's sudden brazenness. Perhaps more shocking was the naked body of the prepubescent Gabrielle. At 11-years-old, the French preteen's slender body was unexpectedly attractive to Hermione, who preferred the looks of more mature girls and women. Gabrielle was athletic-looking, but her lean body was still completely undeveloped, with a flat chest and linear hips not unlike a similarly-aged boy.
However, the young girl's legs were long and slender, showing the promise that she might someday be as tall as her older sister, Fleur. Like Fleur, she had the same beautiful silvery-blonde colored hair, and entrancing blue eyes.
Hermione noticed that Ginny's eyes seemed to be riveted on Gabrielle's small, taut buttocks which seemed to bounce attractively with each elegant step. Hermione shook her head, embarrassed about her impure thoughts concerning both Ginny and the little French girl.
Now distracted, Hermione continued to undress. Removing her bra, Hermione's breasts had noticeably blossomed since the previous school year, and were now at least full A-cups, bordering on B's. The 14-year-old's nipples were a darkish shade of dusty rose, and her nipples were erect from watching the parade of pretty, naked girls. Usually shielding her breasts with a towel, Hermione was too preoccupied to remember to cover them as she lowered her panties and walked alone to the shower room.
Suddenly, Fleur turned the corner. The 5'11" beauty was breathtakingly naked and alluringly wet, with seemingly not a care in the world as she allowed her gorgeous, mature body to be gawked at by all. Hermione was sure that she had been open-mouthed when she had quickly, and hopefully surreptitiously, surveyed Fleur's luscious, naked frame.
The part-Veela, 36-24-35 beauty had the most entrancing upturned breasts that the third-year wizard had ever seen. Fleur's skin had a magical, appealing glow to it, and her nipples were as pink as bismuth. The 17-year-old's unique, silvery-blonde hair was likewise matched on her carefully-trimmed pubic area.
Looking at Hermione, who was several inches shorter, Fleur made no effort to conceal her appraisal of the brown-haired girl's young, naked body. Looking at the 14-year-old's breasts, "Jolie," Fleur remarked with an encouraging smile, obviously approving of what she was seeing. Hermione began to blush, knowing that jolie meant pretty.
Hermione's young body was tingling from head-to-toe when the water from the warm shower fell upon her nude body. With no other girls in the shower area, Hermione soaped herself luxuriously, allowing her hand to linger over her brown-haired pubic area. Hermione enviously wondered if she should start trimming her expanding bush, like Fleur?
In their shared dorm room, Ginny and Gabrielle were happily talking and giggling as if they had known each other for years. The two girls were dressed for the evening very differently. Ginny was dressed in a somewhat boyish-looking pair of pajamas on the warm September night. Gabrielle, on the other hand, was dressed in a diaphanous silk nightgown that stopped at her lean, middle thighs. At just the right angle of the light, Ginny could see the 11-year-old's undeveloped chest and mature-looking panties through the sheer fabric.
Suddenly, their conversation took an enormous turn when Gabrielle said casually, in her accented English, "Ginny, I zink I too like girls like my sister, Fleur. Zhe has many lovers at school." As Ginny's eyes widened in surprised, she could feel her face turning a bright shade of red at Gabrielle's unexpected confession.
Gabrielle continued, "We have no pretty girls like you with red hair at Beauxbatons," the enticing little girl said to Ginny with a bright, encouraging smile. The beautiful 11-year-old then leaned forward and gave Ginny a captivating, closed-mouth kiss on the lips. "I like you, Ginny Weasley," the French girl said, looking deeply into Ginny's eyes. "I like you a lot."
Initially startled, Ginny became quickly receptive as the two inexperienced young girls avidly kissed and enthusiastically pawed at each other's svelte, night-clothed bodies.
Unsurprisingly, Gabrielle was the first to lift her diaphanous nightgown over her silvery-blonde head, revealing her slender, bare chest, and a tiny pair of flesh-colored thong panties. Ginny's hands excitedly traversed the younger girl's preadolescent breasts, gripping and rubbing the French girl's immature, boyish chest.
In perhaps the first sign of oncoming puberty, Gabrielle's vibrantly pink nipples were rigid and erect. Ginny playfully pinched and pulled them before descending upon Gabrielle's cute, little nubs with her covetous tongue.
While she wasn't "messing about" with her crush, Hermione, Ginny was nonetheless excited to be engaging in her first girl-girl encounter.
Ginny's red-haired head was positioned above Gabrielle's taut chest on one of the small beds. Closing her eyes, Gabrielle petted Ginny's red hair as the eager 13-year-old impatiently feasted on her preteen booblets.
Gabrielle's soft hands began to work their way up Ginny's flannel pajama top, searching for the Hogwarts' girl's fledgling breasts. Helping the younger girl out, Ginny quickly unbuttoned her top.
Lying on the small bed, Gabrielle smiled as Ginny's small breasts were revealed. The redhaired girl proudly thrust her sub-A-cup boobs outwards. Like most girls with a similar natural hair color, Ginny's skin was a pinkish-pale hue, and slightly freckled.
Gabrielle's eager hands soon found Ginny's tiny, blossoming breasts. "You are beautiful," the 11-year-old purred as she fondled Ginny's little boobs.
Ginny was soon atop of the smaller girl, and was pawing at her tiny panties. "Non, non..." Gabrielle cried, holding off the 13-year-old's desirous hands. Things had gotten too far with the beautiful preteen. Gabrielle had been eager to experiment with Ginny, but due to their considerable youth, hadn't anticipated it going beyond some playful kissing and boob-play.
Ginny was hungry for pussy, and was understandably disappointed. Initially thinking the little French girl a tease, Gabrielle then explained, "I'm just not ready for that. We have all zee school year to see where things may go."
Gabrielle kissed a confused Ginny on the lips, and presented her bare, immature chest for Ginny's continued pleasure. "That'll have to do for now," Ginny thought with some frustration.
Hermione sat nervously on her small dorm room bed as Fleur meticulously removed her pale-blue school uniform. Hermione was already dressed in a surprisingly sexy, pink baby doll nightgown. The maturing 14-year-old snuck furtive glances at the beautiful, blonde, French 17-year-old.
"'Ermione," Fleur said, "I'm zo glad zat I'm rooming with you. I've heard of your reputation as one of zee most promising young wizards at `Ogwarts." Hermione was flattered, and turned to look at the older girl who had now stripped down to an erotic, see-through bra, and tiny T-back panties which deliciously displayed Fleur's round, prominent butt-cheeks. Seeing the half-naked girl, Hermione began to blush self-consciously.
"Th-th-thank you," Hermione stuttered. "That's high praise indeed coming from the Beauxbatons champion," the pretty Hogwarts girl said, as she uneasily shifted on the bed. Hermione had just conjured up the sexy nightie after seeing Fleur in the shower room. Now, Hermione worried that she was being too obvious. Of course, Hermione was attracted to Fleur. Who wouldn't be? She asked herself. However, for all she knew, Fleur had a boyfriend... probably an older boyfriend. Embarrassed, Hermione felt like a silly little flirt, and reflexively crossed her arms over her blossoming breasts.
"I like to sleep in the nude, `Ermione, I hope that you don't mind?" Fleur asked. Startled, Hermione replied, "N-no, of course I don't mind." Instinctively looking up, Hermione could see that Fleur was bare-breasted, and was removing her T-back panties.
Hermione felt as if she was frozen in place. She wanted to avert her lust-filled eyes, but she was mesmerized by Fleur's beautiful, long-legged, big-breasted body. The naked 17-year-old was even prettier than the grown-up models that Hermione had seen in magazines.
Instead of stepping toward the other bed in the small room, Fleur sidled close to Hermione on her single bed. Hermione was now breathing conspicuously with the beautiful, naked French girl sitting beside her, their bare legs touching.
"Zat is zuch a pretty nightgown, `Ermione," Fleur reached for the pink fabric between Hermione's breasts and shoulder. "Eet is such a fine silk," Fleur said admiringly, as she looked into Hermione's eyes.
Hermione knew that Veela were capable of entrancing others with their beauty, but Hermione needed no such magic from the beautiful, silvery-haired blonde, she was already smitten. Fleur's hand slowly lowered until it descended upon one of Hermione's maturing breasts.
Gently cupping and squeezing the full-A-cup, Fleur could easily tell that Hermione wasn't wearing a bra beneath her sexy, baby doll nightie. Hermione closed her eyes as the naked, older girl eagerly "felt her up," as the Americans say.
Despite her lesbian desires, Hermione was completely sexually inexperienced, having never kissed a boy. And as Gabrielle had alluded to Ginny, Fleur had been sexually involved with girls and women since she was a beautiful, if precocious, 13-year-old.
With her eyes closed due to a certain amount of trepidation, Hermione could feel Fleur's excited tongue entering her mouth. Hermione had never been French-kissed before, and reopened her eyes with some alarm.
Before a startled Hermione could react, Fleur had lifted Hermione's baby doll nightie over her head, leaving the reddish-brown-haired 14-year-old naked, save for a pair of pink bikini panties. Hermione's panties had a small, decorative bow in the front. Fleur touched the pink bow with her eager fingers, and dipping her hand just beneath the elastic waistband. "Beautiful," Fleur said in her limited English.
With Hermione on her back, Fleur laid atop of the younger, smaller girl. Fleur rubbed her naked, 36-C breasts into Hermione's captivating A-cups, tracing small circles against the Hogwarts' girl's erect, dusty-rose colored nipples. Opening the 14-year-old's slender legs, Fleur began to hump Hermione's crotch from the missionary position.
"'Ermione," Fleur said, "You are the prettiest girl in Hogwarts, and I want us to be lovers throughout this school year." Hermione was wordless as the statuesque silvery-haired blonde resumed tongue-kissing her while grinding into her brown-haired pussy.
Realizing that it wasn't a dream or some kind of magic, Hermione enthusiastically reciprocated, rubbing her hands across Fleur's slender back as they kissed, and pressing Fleur's big, firm tits against her prone body.
While still atop of Hermione, Fleur began to descend. The younger girl's fledgling boobs were soon encapsulated in Fleur's avaricious mouth. Alternating between the blossoming breasts, Hermione's nipples and areolae were soon wet and sticky from the French girl's hungry tongue. Gripping both of Hermione's small breasts, Fleur attempted to swallow them whole before kissing and licking her way down Hermione's trembling body.
Stopping at the Hogwarts' girl's flat stomach, Fleur began to gently tongue-fuck Hermione's "inny" belly button.
Soon, Fleur was tugging at Hermione's pink panties. The 14-year-old offered no resistance. Raising her head, she saw the 17-year-old inquisitively probing her untrimmed, brown pubic area. Without penetrating Hermione, the younger girl began to moan as the blonde beauty curiously rubbed and prodded her virginal pussy lips.
"I've never done it before," Hermione confessed in her clipped English accent. Fleur was unsurprised, but remained silent, undeterred in pursuing her young, pretty, conquest.
Parting Hermione's slender legs, Fleur gently entered Hermione's vagina with a single finger. The brown-haired 14-year-old trembled in fear and anticipation as the older girl tenderly finger-fucked her. When Hermione was sufficiently wet, the experienced teenage lesbian descended with her eager tongue, avidly licking, slurping, and piercing Hermione's youthful pussy.
Hermione moaned appreciatively as the beautiful Beauxbatons girl skillfully performed cunnilingus on the sexually inexperienced, but desirous Gryffindor girl.
Hermione experienced her first orgasm that evening, and it wasn't long before she was returning oral and digital favors to Fleur.
In the following days, weeks, and months, the two girls became increasingly sexually experimental and ravenous. With their advanced magical skills, they conjured up various sex toys and role play costumes for their evening gratifications.
Hermione was soon to discover that Fleur had a particular passion for strap-on dildos, and anal play. Hermione was a willing and enthusiastic participant in Fleur's penchant for analingus, allowing her rosy pink rectum to be explored on an almost nightly basis by the silvery-blonde, part-Veela beauty.
The Yule Ball was the talk of the winter holiday season. Hermione had accepted a date with Viktor Krum, and Fleur accepted a date from a Hogwarts boy, Roger Davies. Even Ginny had agreed to attend to the dance with the somewhat awkward, Neville Longbottom.
Fleur wore an elegant, grey-blue gown, while Hermione had never looked prettier, wearing a slightly-low-cut pink chiffon ball gown that highlighted her maturing bust. Ginny with no breasts to speak of, chose to wear an age-appropriate, white and pink floor-length dress.
During the fast songs, Ginny danced with her female friends, while looking longingly at beautiful Hermione, and wishing that Gabrielle was by her side, sharing in the fun. Although Ginny knew that Fleur was a lesbian, she had no idea that she and Hermione had embarked on a clandestine sexual relationship throughout the fall and winter.
Ginny laughed when she saw an overeager Roger chatting animatedly with his friends while looking in Fleur's direction. The 13-year-old knew full well that Roger wouldn't be getting anything that night from Fleur.
Already bored with Roger, Fleur approached Hermione during one of the slow songs. Taking the surprised younger girl into her covetous arms, Fleur began to dance romantically with the embarrassed girl, who had hoped to keep their lesbian relationship tightly under wraps.
A crowd of curious students from the three wizards' schools soon began to converge around the unusual, romantically-paired girl-girl couple. Hermione was becoming increasingly red-faced as the crowd began to circle the two beautiful girls.
The crowd, including Ginny, gasped when the beautiful part-Veela embraced Hermione, and kissed her passionately on the lips. Two of the Beauxbatons girls ran off in tears, both thinking that they were Fleur's exclusive lovers.
The End of Part 1
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