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Experience Part 1 (Harry/Andromeda )
🕑 Added 2025-06-05 03:15:00 +0000 UTCHarry covered his eyes. He waited a couple of seconds… then pulled them down!
“Peekaboo!” he said.
Teddy Lupin absolutely howled with laughter. He didn’t care that this was the fifteenth time in a row that Harry had done the same thing, because he was only a year old, and babies were just like that.
“Having fun?” asked Andromeda Tonks.
The former Black had entered the living room with a tray of drinks. There were two big glasses of tea and a bottle of milk. She set it down, allowing Harry to take one of the tea glasses, and picked up the milk bottle. Cradling Teddy in her lap she handed it over to him, letting him suckle on the baby bottle.
“He’s growing so fast,” Andromeda said lovingly.
“Shooting up like a beanstalk,” Harry said.
Both of them smiled at their godson/grandson. Teddy cooed happily as he sucked on the bottle. He was old enough that he could hold the bottle for himself, although he spilled almost as much as he drank. It ran down his pudgy chin and would’ve gotten on his clothes, but Andromeda used her wand to catch the runaway milk and levitate it into a ball in the air. It wasn’t the most efficient way of doing things, but time had shown that Teddy would throw a major tantrum if they tried to hold the bottle for him. In his mind he was a big boy now.
“They’d be so proud,” Andromeda mumbled.
The warm atmosphere that had built up was immediately punctured. Andromeda looked like she regretted the words right away, but it was too late to take them back. Both her and Harry looked down.
“Yeah…” Harry said.
“I’m sorry,” Andromeda apologized. “I know I shouldn’t… That I should just ignore it…”
She sniffled. Teddy, completely oblivious, popped his lips off the milk bottle and babbled. Smiling sadly, Andromeda stroked his cheek.
“That’s right,” she said. “You’re still here. You’re going to grow up big and strong for them.”
Harry forced himself to smile.
Remus Lupin had been the very last link he had to his parents. And while he had never been super close to her, Tonks was a friend and a comrade who fought to protect his life. Both of them were war heroes who fought in the Battle of Hogwarts… where they fell.
It pained Harry’s heart thinking back to that time. Not just those two, there were so many casualties. Dobby, Lavender, Colin Creevey, the names went on and on.
Teddy’s babbling got slower and quieter. His eyelids were looking heavy. Andromeda stood up with him, cradling him in her arms. This only made his eyes close faster until they shut completely.
“I’ll get him settled down for his afternoon nap,” she whispered to Harry.
Harry merely nodded, a bit of brightness in his smile.
It faded as soon as they left the room. He leaned back on the couch, sprawling his legs and resting his head on the cushion, looking up at the ceiling. The room felt cold and empty now that he was alone in it. Harry was only here because he was running away. Right now, too many things had been going badly, and it was becoming a bit too much. So he sought out the one person he could always count on to make him feel better: his godson Teddy.
Teddy was a wonderful kid. He was like a tangible reminder that now that Voldemort had fallen, the next generation could be raised in a world without the dark lord. They’d face other struggles, sure. But Voldemort wouldn’t be looming over them. It couldn’t be understated how important that was, not least because of all the sacrifices that had gone into making it a reality.
Andromeda entered the room again, this time without Teddy, who she’d returned to his crib.
“Is it alright for you to be here so much?” she asked in a concerned voice.
Harry pulled his head up rather than staring listlessly at the ceiling, because that seemed polite.
“Where else would I go if not visiting my godson?” he asked.
Andromeda shook her head. She came over and sat down on the other end of the couch.
“You’re Britain’s hero,” she said. “After everything you’ve been through, you should be out enjoying your fame and freedom with people your age, not hanging around with a baby and a lonely old woman.”
Old woman wasn’t the way Harry would describe Andromeda, and the idea almost made him object out loud. With the help of magic’s anti-aging properties, Andromeda could’ve passed for being in her thirties if she was a muggle woman. She had long brown hair and a face that needed no makeup to shine like a gem. There was a reason the Black family had been so irate when she chose to marry a muggleborn. Andromeda was every inch as beautiful as her sister Narcissa who was so attractive that she’d won the hand of Lucius Malfoy, one of the richest wizards in Britain. Even Bellatrix had been gorgeous in her own insane and evil way, although Azkaban had done some damage to her looks.
Andromeda felt very different from her sisters, though. She had empathy and knew how to be caring. She was a gentle woman with a firm and upright personality. Frankly, Harry had an immense amount of respect for her. So he hated the look in her eyes right now as she stared at the floor; like she thought of herself as some useless outdated product.
“If you’re lonely, that’s all the more reason I should visit,” Harry said. “Nobody deserves that.”
Andromeda smiled. “Maybe that’s true. But you, Harry, deserve more. You ought to be enjoying your youth properly. Perhaps take Ginny on a few nice dates…”
Harry appreciated that she was making an effort to add levity to her voice and the situation, but it only succeeded in making him wince and feel worse.
Andromeda noticed this and frowned with clear concern.
“Something’s wrong?” Andromeda said. “Is it about Ginny?”
“It’s about me,” Harry said. “Well, and a little bit about Ginny, I guess. But it’s my own problem.”
“What is it?” Andromeda asked.
“Don’t worry about it, Andromeda,” Harry said. “It’s fine, really. I’ll work it out.”
“That’s ridiculous!” Andromeda leaned over the couch, placing her hands on top of one of Harry’s. “You’ve done so much for me and especially Teddy. I can’t do very much, but I can at least listen to your worries.”
Harry was really starting to regret saying as much as he had. “Really, Andromeda, it’s totally alright. It’s a little bit private…”
Andromeda’s face fell again, looking just like when she was putting herself down calling herself an old woman.
“I see,” Andromeda said. “You don’t believe I could help. I don’t hold it against you. I wouldn’t either, in your position.”
Oh Merlin, Harry thought looking at her downcast face. That was just completely not fair. He couldn’t stay quiet now. But this was going to be SO embarrassing.
“It’s just— Well it’s… I-It’s about experience,” Harry stammered.
“Experience?” Andromeda perked up, looking curious with her big brown inviting eyes. “After all the things you’ve gone through, how could you not have enough experience? You've dueled dark wizards, and won the Triwizard tournament, faced a basilisk, and so much more!”
“Yeah, I’ve done all of those things,” Harry said. “But that’s actually the problem. While I was doing all of that, everyone else my age was living like an actual teenager. Ginny included. She had a handful of boyfriends while we were in school, and then we tried dating now after the war… But I don’t know what I’m doing, and she’s getting frustrated with me.”
It wasn’t going well between the two of them, and Harry wasn’t sure how long it was going to last. He wasn’t even 100% confident that Ginny considered them a couple right now.
“Fucking ridiculous!” Andromeda said.
The burst of anger frightened Harry. For a moment she looked like Bellatrix, she was so cross.
“W-W-What?” Harry said.
“After everything you’ve done, she’s mad about something as small as that?” Andromeda said. “I can’t believe it! Experience is nothing. It might be annoying in the beginning, but anyone can learn if someone is willing to teach them. How DARE she—”
“It’s alright, Andi,” Harry insisted. She was so worked up that he put a hand on top of hers, sandwiching her hands between both of his. “I appreciate it, but you don’t need to get mad for me. I’ve accepted that this is just how things are.”
Andi looked at his hands on top of hers. Slowly, she looked up at him. Now, in the determined but also slightly crafty expression on her face, Harry was reminded of her other sister, Narcissa.
“Do you want to learn?” she asked.
“Pardon? Learn what?” Harry asked.
It seemed like she was implying one thing, but that was so unbelievable that Harry was sure he must be misunderstanding. He MUST be.
“You said you were lacking experience,” Andromeda said. “Well, I’ve got plenty, and unlike some people I’m not ashamed to teach others. How about it, Harry? Would you like me to show you how to be with a woman?”
That was a terrible idea, Harry’s brain told him. Andromeda just lost her husband in the war, and Harry was kinda sorta dating Ginny. Besides, he didn’t want to take advantage of her. So of course he opened his mouth and said:
“Yes please.”
Harry blinked. Wait, that’s not what he meant to say—
Andromeda pulled her hands from between his and grabbed the back of his head. “Smart boy,” she said.
Just like that they were kissing.
Andromeda’s hands were in his hair, tousling it and pulling him forward. This was something that Harry could do. He shared kisses with Cho and Ginny, although they weren’t THAT frequent.
Kissing Andromeda proved to him that he knew NOTHING. Her tongue was on a completely different level. But instead of making him feel stupid, she let him along, giving him queues and teaching him to take them.
Their lips separated, Andromeda smiling.
“Not bad,” Andromeda said. “With a bit of work, I think we can get you a truly golden tongue.
She swung her legs over Harry’s hips and straddled his lap. She was heavier than Ginny, probably because she was carrying much bigger assets on her chest and below her back. Harry grabbed her lower back, planting his hands there as he prepared to keep kissing.
“It’s alright,” Andromeda said. “I know you want to. Go ahead and touch it.”
“Can I?” Harry asked.
“If a girl gives you permission, don’t ask twice,” Andromeda said. “It only slows things down.”
Harry nodded and grabbed her ass.
It was extremely soft. Andromeda was wearing a casual dress, and as Harry groped her ass and got increasingly worked up, his hands managed to slip under the dress. It took him a moment to realize he was touching her panties now.
Andromeda didn’t leave him time to think about it. She started kissing him again, this time moving her body. Her cooch grinded down on Harry through their clothes. The flick of her hips was divine. Andromeda was as far ahead of Ginny as Ginny was ahead of Harry, yet she never once made him feel stupid. Harry’s wandering hands managed to get under her panties, touching her warm ass cheeks, and Andromeda moaned hard enough that she had to stop kissing.
“You’re very strong, Harry,” she said. “Such a fit young man. I see lots of potential in you.”
“Andromeda…” Harry said heavily.
“Yes, let’s not waste time on words right now,” Andromeda said.
She tugged his shirt off. Harry might not have been confident in his skills, but he was proud of his body. Long gone was the malnourished second child of the Dursley household. Harry was a muscular young man now who had years of quidditch training under his belt. He had a six pack and chiseled arms, which he used to pull Andromeda close.
She stopped him by putting a hand on her now bare chest. Harry immediately loosened his grip, worried he did something wrong.
Andromeda just smiled however. She wasn’t mad, she just wasn’t finished with what she’d been doing. The same way that she took his shirt off, she pulled down the straps of her dress. Harry’s eyes were as big as trash can lids as he watched her dress fall away.
Andromeda’s large breasts were tucked away behind one thin layer of fabric. She grabbed his wrists and brought them up to her back.
“This part is important Harry,” she said. “Pay attention to the motion. Being able to do this quickly is a wonderful skill in a man.”
She guided his fingers to the latch of her bra, helping them pop it open. Her bra came loose. Andromeda let go of his wrists and allowed him to reach back around. Harry’s hands shook as he grabbed her bra, which Andromeda found cute to no end. Harry took the loose bra and tossed it away, leaving her bare titties in her face.
He couldn’t control himself. Harry immediately put his mouth to them. Compared to Ginny’s flat chest, Andromeda’s mammaries were too big for him to get his lips around. His teeth sunk in like it was the most succulent meal of his life.”
“Agh,” Andromeda grunted. “Lighter, dear. But in that place you can be stronger. Tug it like so.”
With her patient coaching, Harry learned to channel his lust in ways that would excite both of them. They spent twenty minutes with Harry just biting and playing around while Andromeda taught him the best ways to do it. Both of them would have happily gone at it for another hour more, but Andromeda looked at the clock and sighed.
“Teddy only sleeps for about thirty minutes,” she said. “We’re running out of time.”
Disappointed, Harry nodded and let go of her breasts. He waited for Andromeda to climb off of him. Instead, he felt his pants button being popped open.
“You didn’t think we were stopping short, did you?” Andromeda asked. “I’ve felt this thing poking me. This big FAT, and THICK thing… prodding me right in the pace that hasn’t seen love in FAR too long…”
“But Teddy…” Harry protested weakly, feeling like he ought to.
Andromeda leaned down in his face. “When I said that we have ten more minutes, I meant that I plan to use ALL of them. If that’s alright with you, Harry?”
Harry could only nod.
Andromeda lifted his dick out of his pants. She pushed herself up on her knees, lifting herself above him. She said: “Be a dear and help me with this, Harry.”
She was lifting up her dress, flashing the panties underneath. Harry grabbed them, sliding them down to her lower thighs. He stared at her hairy pussy. The lips were a little looser and it wasn’t as well groomed as Ginny’s, but something about it just made Harry want to pound it relentlessly.
“Leave it to me now,” Andromeda said. “Your first lesson will be about holding back. But don’t feel bad if you can’t manage it for long. This old lady is going to do her BEST to milk you, after all.”
She smiled warmly at him and sank down onto Harry’s dick, flicking her hips. He felt like he was immediately hanging on for dear life.
The couch springs squeaked underneath them. Andromeda’s brown hair was hanging down and shifting around as she moved against him. She planted her hands on the cushion beside Harry’s head, bending down and kissing him. Her hips kept speeding up. She was so fast, and Harry couldn’t imagine a better feeling than her wet insides. Andromeda was in the same boat. It had been a long time since she had sex, and Harry’s big dick was opening her up better than any toy could manage.
Andromeda kissed him so hard that Harry’s head was tilted back until he was looking at the ceiling. When she broke for both of them to collect panting breaths, a trail of saliva connected their lower lips. Her tits were still swinging in Harry’s face, introducing Harry to the absolutely wonderful world of true big boobs.
Harry was forced to stick his hands out for stability. It felt so good that it felt like he was going to lose his balance, even though he was already sitting down. Andromeda was relentless. The way her pussy was squeezing him it really was like she was trying to milk him, desperate to squeeze him dry of his young virile seed.
Harry clenched his teeth down and grinded them together. Andromeda just told him to withstand, not to do anything in particular. This much he could do; he was desperate to prove that he wasn’t useless.
The hands on the room’s clock moved slower than Harry had ever seen. Minutes felt like hours: the best hours of his life. Andromeda’s hair was getting a little bit sweaty, but the sheen only made her skin shine even brighter. She had an absolutely thrilled smile on her thick lips. Just as the clock indicated that it had been thirty minutes since they started, something happened inside of her.
Andromeda’s pussy got tighter and squeezed Harry in ways that he’d never felt before. Some kind of wet cascade ran down him at the same time. She’d climaxed, he realized, but he never expected it to feel like this. It was the most divine feeling he’d ever experienced. It’s not surprising that he couldn’t hold back.
“Andromeda!” Harry yelled, his hands snapping onto her backside with a heavy clap. Andromeda’s eyes widened as he shoved her hips down in the middle of her climax. Harry’s cum erupted inside of her, pouring all throughout her insides.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Andromeda moaned, going cross eyed.
Right on time, Teddy’s cries started up in the other room. Harry and Andromeda shared a look while they breathed heavily together.
“I’ll get that.” Andromeda leaned down and planted a big kiss on Harry’s forehead, one sure to leave a mark of her lipstick. She stood up off of him, letting his dick flop out of her, completely covered in her juices.
Andromeda sauntered a few steps away, showing Harry her ass. He could see his cum running down her inner thigh, spilling out of her pussy. She picked up her wand and with a few quick spells managed to clean herself of cum and sweet, pulling her panties up and fixing her dress. Even that spoke to untold hours of experience.
“I’ll go and get him, so don’t worry and take your time freshening up. You know where the shower is.” Andromeda looked back at him over her shoulder, a very young and playful twinkle in her eye. “If you want, you're even welcome to stay overnight.”
Harry didn’t even have to think about it. He would've fought Voldemort a second time for an honor like that.
Comments
Eric Dettenrieder
It would be funny if Harry was so potent that he got Andromeda pregnant off of that lesson she gave him.
