Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures - H.P.S.T Chapter 869: Hermione's Appeal

Hermione had figured out what Evan was up to. Ever since their return from the trip to Egypt, he had been trying to take advantage of her in every possible way.

She was not opposed to it, nor did she hate it, sometimes she even looked forward to it, but at least there should be some discretion about when and where!

Just like a moment ago, everyone was discussing serious matters, but Evan was secretly fiddling with her feet under the quilt.

Thinking of that posture, that touch, and Evan’s actions…

Hermione took a deep breath, lowered her head a little bit, and curled up with the cat in her arms.

Then, thinking that she’d got into Evan’s pajamas and stretched out her tongue to lick his chest, Hermione had a fever on her cheeks.

She had been so foolish at that moment. How had she ended up licking him?

Not only did she lick it, it seemed she had even gotten some of her saliva on Evan’s chest…

Indeed, it had gotten on there. As she thought about this, Hermione was utterly bewildered, not knowing how to explain this situation to Evan.

However, at this moment, she clearly had no intention of giving Evan the chance. No matter how much he tried to scratch, she refused to let go.

Evan couldn’t really use his claws or exert force, he was afraid to hurt Hermione.

But if this continued, he might really suffocate to death…

The next second, he thought of an idea. He lowered his head and extended his tongue to start licking Hermione’s belly.

He mainly licked around Hermione’s navel, hurriedly and hard, much rougher than Hermione had done earlier.

Imagine how it would feel to have a cat rapidly licking your belly button!

In short, Hermione felt ticklish, tingling sensations coursing through her body, a strong wave of stimulation rapidly spreading throughout

Her breathing was getting faster and faster, and she felt she was going to be unable to hold on!

With Evan’s movements, many more messy things appeared in her already chaotic head.

What on earth was Evan doing? Mrs. Weasley was there, but he was doing this kind of thing.

Well, she’d accidentally licked him before, but there was no need for such retaliation…

In the bursts of intense stimulation, the crimson on Hermione’s face became more and more obvious.

She curled up there, her head buried quietly in the quilt.

If Mrs. Weasley lifted the quilt at this time, she would surely see Hermione’s flushed face and her slightly trembling body.

She was likely to be misunderstood in this way. What was she doing secretly?

Mrs. Weasley’s footsteps drew nearer and nearer, and stopped by Ginny’s bed.

Hermione finally couldn’t help it, and poked Evan’s side with her left hand downward.

She didn’t expect that this would be worse, or maybe it was exactly what Evan was hoping for.

Seeing a gap, he jumped in without even thinking about it…

Evan needed fresh air now. He thought he would go straight back into the quilt from Hermione’s pajamas. He didn’t expect Hermione to release the hand that controlled the clothes above. He just felt the body below him suddenly rise and become very elastic.

Where did he climb to? Was it Hermione’s leg and quilt?

No, why was he still lying on Hermione’s body, shouldn’t he leave and go into the quilt?

Evan stretched out his little furry paws and pressed them. Then he thought of something, and his face turned red.

He hurried upwards and got out from Hermione’s neckline.

Evan saw Hermione staring at him with misty eyes, her face red as a ripe apple.

He wanted to explain, but he didn’t know how to say it, and he couldn’t say it under such circumstances.

Hermione must have misunderstood; otherwise she wouldn’t be staring at him like that!

Evan was lying so soft and didn’t dare to move, Hermione’s chin was above his head, and her belly was below.

Their movements were ambiguous to the extreme, and Hermione dared not move either.

By the light of the moon, Evan and Hermione stared at one another, immersed in the deep darkness.

He tried to tell himself not to react, but his body was not obedient at all. He could only bend as far as possible to avoid being noticed by Hermione.

The current situation was close to the limit, and if there was anything else, Hermione would probably explode directly.

Despite the fact that Hermione and Evan were soft together, always blushing and shy, now they were not like that at all. If she burst out, Evan would be scared, especially when he was clearly in the wrong.

What could he say? Facts spoke louder than words, and his actions now were enough to prove everything.

No matter how strong Evan’s reasons were, he shouldn’t come out of Hermione’s neckline. There was no way to explain it, and he couldn’t justify it.

Not to mention, because of the summer, Hermione didn’t wear anything under her pajamas like Evan.

If Hermione was really persistent and asked what he was doing, he could only force her to put it off for some time later!

Probably only time could dilute everything and solve such a complex problem…

Evan adjusted his body slightly and curled up in a weird posture.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the girl’s collarbone.

He had never paid attention to Hermione’s collarbone. In the dimness, it seemed to be very appealing.

Unlike other girls, Hermione usually didn’t pay much attention to dressing up. She was cute and lovely, but not often perceived as attractive.

But this time, Evan felt that Hermione was particularly appealing, having a different kind of charm.

He took a deep breath, and finally, he couldn’t help but stick out his tongue and tasted Hermione’s inviting collarbone. It was sweet.

Hermione clenched her fists, her body trembling slightly as Evan was lying on her chest.

She was more nervous than Evan, especially when he started to lick her collarbone, and her head was blank.

She didn’t know what to do, or how to face Evan, and now she didn’t even dare to look at him.

Hermione could only let Evan’s soft tongue roam wantonly. The sensation seemed even itchier than when he had licked her belly button.

It turned out that being licked on the collarbone made such a feeling. No wonder those lovers started to go down after kissing for a while.

Tingling sensations overwhelmed her; she felt like she had no strength left in her body!

Until Mrs. Weasley left, neither of them reacted.

“Hermione!” Ginny yelled weakly, wondering what had happened just now, “Where’s Evan?”

“He … he Disapparated back!” said Hermione hurriedly, her consciousness finally returning to her body and taking control.

The question now was how she could get Evan out of her pajamas without being noticed by Ginny.

It was not possible to go back down the same way, and it seemed impossible to continue upward.

However, it was even worse to keep Evan lying here!

Hermione felt that Evan on her body was getting heavier and heavier, she was overwhelmed with pressure and her breath became heavier.

Evan, who felt Hermione’s breathing, also felt he was getting thicker…

Obviously, Ginny couldn’t sleep either, staring at Hermione with bright eyes, and wanted to talk to her about what had happened tonight.

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