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Harry Potter x Hermione Granger (Magical Hands)
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Hermione sometimes wakes up with stiffness and numbness in her limbs, a side effect of being petrified in her second year, but fortunately Harry is on 'hand' to help her feel better…
Hermione sighed, annoyed, as she walked with her heavy book bag through the corridors of Hogwarts on her way to the Great Hall for breakfast. Since being petrified in her second year, she would occasionally wake up feeling very stiff and sour. In her third year, she went to Madam Pomfrey to inquire about her symptoms, but that didn't provide much assistance. As Hermione entered the Great Hall, she scanned the Gryffindor table with her eyes. Finally, they spotted her friend with dark and messy hair sitting all alone at the edge of the table. Her expression saddened upon seeing him there.
The dumb tournament, she thought. She quickly made her way over to him, placed her heavy bag on the ground, and sat opposite him. "Morning Harry," Hermione greeted him.
Harry looked up from his plate, a small smile forming on his lips as he saw Hermione approaching. "Morning, Hermione," he replied, his voice filled with warmth. He noticed the weariness in her eyes and the way she rubbed her arms absentmindedly. Concern flickered across his face.
"Are you feeling alright, Hermione?" Harry asked, his concern evident in his voice.
Hermione sighed and nodded, her expression weary. "I'm just a bit stiff this morning," she admitted, her voice tinged with frustration.
Harry's brow furrowed in concern as he reached across the table and gently took Hermione's hands in his. "Have you tried any remedies for the stiffness?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine care
Hermione looked down at their intertwined hands, feeling a sense of comfort from Harry's touch. "I've tried a few things," she replied, her voice softening. "I've tried stretching exercises and taking warm baths, but they only provide temporary relief."
Harry listened intently, his eyes filled with empathy. "I'm sorry to hear that, Hermione," he said softly. "But don't worry, I'll help you find a solution."
Hermione's eyes brightened with gratitude as she looked at Harry. She knew she could always count on him to be there for her, no matter what. "Thank you, Harry," she said sincerely. "I really appreciate it."
LATER
"Hey Hermione! I think I know a way to solve your problem," Harry said.
Hermione looked up from her book, curiosity evident in her eyes. "Really? What is it?" she asked, eager for a solution to her stiffness.
Harry's face turned a shade of pink as he hesitantly began to speak, "Um, well... I happened to overhear Fleur Delacour, the renowned champion from Beauxbatons, mentioning that she would indulge in a relaxing massage after completing the first task. Apparently, she referred to them as 'nicks,' perhaps alluding to the physical strain and minor injuries she endured during the challenge."
Hermione's eyes widened with interest as she listened to Harry explain. "A massage? That could work," she said, excitedly. "I've heard massages can help with muscle stiffness and soreness. But who should I ask for a massage?"
"I-I could give you a massage," Harry stammered, his cheeks turning an even deeper shade of pink. "I mean, if you're comfortable with that."
Hermione's eyes widened in surprise at's offer. She had never considered the possibility of him giving her a massage before, but the thought was incredibly appealing. She knew that Harry had always been there for her, supporting and caring for her in every way possible. "Do you know how?"
"Um, well, exactly," Harry admitted sheepishly. "But I could always learn. There are probably books in the library that can teach the basics." Harry smiled watching Hermione scoff at his little joke.
Hermione chuckled at Harry's joke, appreciating his attempt to lighten the mood. "Well, it's worth a shot," she said a smile. "I trust you, Harry."
Harry's face lit up with relief and gratitude. "Thank you, Hermione," he said sincerely. "I'll do my best to learn and give you a proper massage."
Harry spent the next few days immersing himself in the books he found at the library. He read about different massage techniques, pressure points, and the benefits of relaxation. Harry was determined to learn how to give Hermione a proper massage and provide her with some much-needed relief from her muscle stiffness.
He also found more erotic ways to massage but quickly dismissed them as inappropriate and not what Hermione needed right now. He wanted to focus on giving her a therapeutic and relaxing experience. But that didn't mean he was leaving them completely out of the picture. Harry realized that a sensual massage could be a way to help Hermione relax and feel pleasure, but he wanted to respect her boundaries and ensure she felt comfortable throughout the process.
LATER
Harry and Hermione met at a abandond classroom in Hogwarts, away from prying eyes and distractions. The room was dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background to create a calming atmosphere. Harry had set up a comfortable massage table in the center of the room.
"Wow Harry," Hermione exclaimed as she entered the room. "You've really gone all out for this."
Harry smiled at Hermione's reaction, grateful that his efforts were appreciated. "I wanted to create a soothing environment for you," he explained. "I thought it would help relax and make the experience more enjoyable."
"Sooo what now?" Hermione asked.
Harry gestured for Hermione to take a seat on the table. "First, I'll need you to lie down on your stomach," he said gently. "Make yourself comfortable and let me know if anything feels uncomfortable or if you want me to adjust anything."
Hermione followed Harry's instructions and settled herself onto the massage table, lying on her stomach. She took a moment to adjust the pillows under her head and chest, making sure she was comfortable.
Harry started by applying gentle pressure to Hermione's shoulders using his thumbs to knead the tense muscles. He focused on using slow and deliberate strokes, gradually working his way down her back. Harry paid close attention to Hermione's reactions, adjusting his pressure and technique accordingly. "I don't think this is working, Harry."
"Well, it could be because you're still wearing your school robes. All the pages describe that you can get the best result with skin-on-skin contact," Harry suggested, feeling embarrassed to suggest his best friend undress.
Hermione hesitated for a moment, considering Harry's suggestion. She understood the importance of skin-on-skin contact in sensual massage, but she also felt a bit self-conscious about undressing in front of Harry. However, she trusted him and knew that he had her best interests at heart. "Just turn around for a moment, Harry," Hermione said with a slight blush.
"I have some towels under the bed if you need them," Harry offered, turning around to give Hermione privacy.
While he waited he certainly felt the temptation to turn and see Hermione but he wasn't going to betray her trust. After a few moments, Hermione called out that she was ready. Harry turned back around and saw that Hermione had removed her school robes and was now lying on the massage table with a towel draped over her body.
Harry couldn't help but admire Hermione's soft and silky skin as he prepared to continue the massage. He picked up a bottle of scented massage oil from the nearby table and warmed it between his hands before gently applying it to Hermione's back.
"Yep, Beauxbatons has the right idea when it comes to school robes for girls," Harry thought. Hermione was pretty, he noticed with a slight blush. Her soft silky skin with little imperfections only added to her beauty. Harry focused on his task, using long, fluid strokes to spread the oil evenly across Hermione's back. He applied just the right amount of pressure, using his hands and fingers to work out any knots or tension he found.
"That... feels really good Harry," Hermione moaned, her voice filled with pleasure. She could feel the stress and tension melting away under Harry's skilled hands. Every stroke and touch sent waves of relaxation through her body, making her forget about everything else in that moment.
As Harry continued the massage, he moved his hands down Hermione's back, applying more pressure to her lower back and hips. He could feel the tension in those areas and focused on working out any knots or tightness. Hermione let out a contented sigh as she felt the release of tension and stress.
Harry continued the massage, gradually working his way down Hermione's legs. He used a combination of long, sweeping strokes and targeted pressure to relieve any tension he found. Hermione's muscles responded to his touch, relaxing under his skilled hands. She felt a deep sense of comfort and trust in Harry as he expertly massaged her legs.
As Harry finished massaging Hermione's legs, he moved on to her feet. He took extra care of each toe, using his thumbs to apply gentle pressure and knead the muscles in her soles. Hermione couldn't help but let out a small giggle as she realized how ticklish her feet were.
Harry chuckled softly at Hermione's giggle, enjoying the lighthearted moment. He continued to massage her feet with a gentle touch, focusing on relieving any tension in her arches and heels. Hermione's laughter mixed with sighs of pleasure as she felt the stress melting away from her entire body.
After finishing the massage on Hermione's feet, Harry moved his hands back up her body, applying gentle pressure to her calves and thighs. He could feel the tension slowly dissipating as he worked his way up. Hermione let out a contented sigh, feeling completely relaxed and at ease in Harry's capable hands.
One final touch remained to complete the massage. Harry positioned himself behind Hermione and began to gently knead her shoulders, using his thumbs and fingertips to release any remaining tension. Hermione closed her eyes, completely lost in the moment as Harry's skilled touch worked its magic.
Harry finally stopped the massage, his hands resting on Hermione's shoulders. He gently leaned and whispered, "How are you feeling?" Hermione opened her eyes and smiled, feeling a sense of deep relaxation and rejuvenation.
She turned to face Harry and replied, "I feel amazing. Thank you so much for this incredible massage." Harry grinned back at her, happy to have been able to provide her with such a blissful experience.
"Thank you so much Harry," Hermione said sincerely, her voice filled with gratitude. "You have made me feel so much better."
Harry looked at Hermione with a warm smile and nodded. "You're welcome, Hermione. I'm glad I could help you relax and feel better," he replied sincerely.
JUST a few days later
"Harry I need another massage," Hermione said with a sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly. "I've been feeling so stressed lately and your massages always help me unwind."
Harry smiled at Hermione's request, happy to be able to provide her with some relief from her stress. He nodded and said, "Of course, Hermione. I'd be more than happy to give you another massage."
Harry and Hermione again met in the same abandoned classroom where they had shared their previous massage session. well into their session Hermione had her eyes closed as Harry worked his magic on her tense muscles. This time, he focused on incorporating different techniques to further enhance the relaxation experience. "Mmmhhh Harry," Hermione moaned softly, feeling the tension slowly melting away under Harry's skilled touch.
Harry blushed slightly at Hermione's moan, but he continued to massage her with confidence and skill. "Tell me were you feeling the most tension," Harry asked, his voice gentle and soothing.
Hermione took a moment to think, then replied, "My lower back and neck have been particularly tight lately." Harry nodded in understanding and adjusted his technique accordingly, focusing on those areas with extra care. He used long, sweeping motions along her spine and applied gentle pressure to her neck muscles.
"Yesss right there," Hermione whispered, her voice filled with relief. She could feel the tension slowly dissipating as Harry's hands worked their magic.
It started to become a regular occupation from them, as Hermione found herself seeking out Harry's massages whenever she felt overwhelmed or in need of relaxation. They would meet in the same abandoned classroom, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere for their sessions. Each time, Harry would tailor his techniques to address Hermione's specific areas of tension, providing her with targeted relief and comfort.
But as the days passed, Harry's massages weren't having the same effect they did initially. He noticed that Hermione's tension seemed to persist despite his efforts. He began to wonder if there was another factor causing her stress.
Blushing, Harry thought of one of the intense massage techniques he had learned from books. He hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should suggest this technique to Hermione. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable or cross any boundaries. However, seeing her continued tension, he decided it was worth a try.
In their abandoned classroom, Hermione was about to undress until Harry interrupted her. "Wait, Hermione," he said nervously. "I've been doing some research and I think there's another technique we could try that might help with your tension."
Hermione looked at Harry curiously, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. "What technique are you talking about?" she asked her voice tinged curiosity.
Harry took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. "Well," he began, "I came across a technique and it involves stimulation you're uhhmmm." embarrassed, Harry stumbled over his words "It involves... uh... intimate touch," he finally managed to say
Hermione's eyes widened in surprise and a faint blush crept up her cheeks. She wasn't sure how to respond, caught off guard by Harry's suggestion. After a moment of silence, she mustered the courage to speak.
"Hmm, intimate touch?" Hermione repeated, her voice filled with curiosity and a hint of nervousness. She paused for a moment, contemplating Harry's suggestion. While she trusted him completely and appreciated his efforts to help her relax, the idea of crossing that boundary made her feel unsure.
"The book explained... that after a certain point massaging you there could release even deeper tension and provide a greater sense of relaxation," Harry continued, his voice filled with earnestness.
Hermione blushed. 'Does Harry not realize he's talking about giving her an orgasm?' she thought. "I don't know Harry," Hermione hesitated, her voice wavering slightly.
"But I want to Hermione," Harry persisted, his eyes filled with determination. "I want to help you find relief from your stress and tension. And if this technique could provide that for you, then I think it's worth considering."
Hermione looked into Harry's eyes, seeing the sincerity and care in his gaze. She knew that he only wanted to help her, but the idea of exploring this intimate technique made her feel vulnerable. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding. "Just don't think differently of me if we decide to try this," Hermione finally said, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "I trust you, Harry, and I appreciate your efforts to help me. Let's give it a try."
Harry nodded, relieved that Hermione was willing to give the technique a chance. He understood her hesitation and respected her vulnerability. "Thank you, Hermione," he said softly, reaching out to hold her hand. "I promise to be gentle and respectful throughout the process. We can take it at your pace, and if at any point you feel uncomfortable or want to stop, just let me know."
Hermione gave Harry a small smile, grateful for his reassurance. She knew that she could trust him to prioritize her comfort and boundaries. With a deep breath, she let go of her reservations and allowed herself to be open to this new experience.
Hermione undressed and lay down on the bed, with the towel spread out beneath her. She closed her eyes, trying to relax and clear her mind of any doubts or insecurities. Harry stood by the side of the bed, gently rubbing his hands together to warm up the massage oil.
Harry gently massaged her legs and thighs, aiming to relieve the tension before moving towards her core. slowly his hands trailed up, "Uhm Hermione could you spread legs a little bit further apart?" Harry asked softly, his voice filled with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
Hermione took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation herself. She slowly spread her legs a little further apart, giving Harry the space he needed to continue with the massage technique. As Harry's hands moved closer to her core, Hermione focused on staying relaxed and open-minded, reminding herself that she trusted Harry and his intentions.
Harry reached her core and noticed a slight dampness. He paused for a moment, making sure Hermione was still comfortable and ready to proceed. She nodded slightly, giving him permission to continue. With that reassurance, Harry continued his gentle massage, using slow and deliberate movements to explore her most intimate areas.
Hermione's eyes widened when harry made contact with her most intimate areas. Slowly Harry continued to massage her, paying close attention to her reactions and adjusting his touch accordingly. He could feel the tension in Hermione's body slowly melting away as she allowed herself to fully surrender to the experience. Her breath became deep and steady, a sign that she was relaxing into the pleasure of the massage. slowly moans of pleasure escaped her lips, a clear indication that she was enjoying the sensations Harry's hands were creating. "Please don't stop," Hermione whispered, her voice filled with desire and longing. Harry's confidence grew as he realized how much pleasure he was able to bring her. He continued his skilled massage, focusing on the areas that elicited the most intense reactions from Hermione. Harry's hands became wetter as Hermione's arousal increased, and he could feel her body responding to his touch.
Harry's fingers touched her clit, causing Hermione to gasp in pleasure. He applied gentle pressure and began to move his fingers in a circular motion, expertly stimulating her most sensitive area. Hermione's body arched involuntarily as waves of pleasure washed over her. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge, her breathing becoming more ragged and her moans growing louder.
"Yes Harry! Give it to me!" she cried out, her voice with a mix of pleasure and desperation. Harry could feel Hermione's body trembling beneath his touch, her muscles tightening as she approached climax. With each stroke and flick of his fingers, he pushed her closer and closer to the edge.
Finally Hermione started to shake uncontrollably, her entire body consumed by the intense pleasure that Harry was providing. She let out a loud cry of ecstasy as she reached her climax, waves of pleasure crashing over her in rapid succession. Harry continued to stimulate her until she had completely ridden out her orgasm, his touch becoming softer and more gentle as he helped her come down from the high.
After Hermione's intense climax Harry slowly withdrew his and gave her a to catch her breath. "Wow" Hermione whispered, her voice filled with awe and satisfaction. She turned to Harry, a blissful smile on her face. "That was incredible," she said, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.
Harry smiled back at Hermione, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. "Do you still feel the stiffness?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
Hermione took a moment to assess her body and let out a contented sigh. "No," she replied, her voice filled with relief. "You've worked wonders on my muscles."
Harry's smile widened as he realized the impact of his massage. He had not only brought Hermione pleasure but also provided her with much-needed relaxation and relief from tension.
"Let's hope it stays that way," Harry said, his voice filled with a mix of and playfulness. Hermione giggled in response, feeling a newfound lightness in her body and mind.
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