"Seriously, you git," Hermione Granger, the best friend of the Boy-Who-Lived said as she felt the large erection of her emerald eyed lover pumping into her, her skirt having risen to act as a band around her stomach, a school tie and long, white, socks being the only other clothes she was wearing. "If it wasn't for that bet, we wouldn't be here."

"Little Miss Swot not watching her P's and Q's." the raven haired ex Auror said, reaching for a gag to put in Hermione's mouth. "Would you ever do that to a Professor. You did say you would be mine for a day if I won that teddy at the fair!"

As Hermione and Harry coupled, a camera caught their every move, every piston from Harry's erect member into Hermione's experienced pussy.

Behind that camera, a man was seated in a directors chair watching the two twenty five year olds going at it like a pair of teenagers.

Harry and Hermione had been in the adult entertainment business for three years, ever since Harry had quit the Auror Department over the scandal which revealed that he had used an Unforgivable on Amycus Carrow before the Battle of Hogwarts had started, despite the use of the Unforgivable Curses being permitted by the sham Ministry of Pius Thicknesse, who was a puppet for Lord Voldemort.

Naturally, Hermione being Harry's best friend, she left the Ministry with him, leaving her job as a junior administrator with the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, a job which she knew was a dead end.

Hermione, however, was unaware that Harry was still employed by the Ministry, but was actually an employee of the Department of Mysteries, and was working on a way for the Ministry to brainwash wizard folk through Muggle videos into supporting the policies of the Ministry, a project that had been secretly initiated by his great grandfather, Henry Potter, inspired by the silent movies that had Muggles such as Charlie Chaplin in them.

As Harry came in Hermione, he could see that the chocolate brown eyes of his fiancé were looking back at him, the ecstasy of release coupled with the love they shared, a love which was more than what they had shared with Ginny and Ron Weasley.

Eventually they finished the film together, racking up their fiftieth film credit in their two and a half year career

Turning around, she saw the director getting off his chair and approaching the cameraman.

"That's a wrap folks!"

Little did Harry and Hermione realise that the director of the shoot have a connection to a school day nemesis, or their own brainwashing...

A/N – This was inspired by reading Porn Star, a fic on AO3 by Rebawilliams in which Harry runs his own adult entertainment company whilst undercover on a mission for the Auror Department, trying to find squibs who have gone missing.

I may or may not continue this, mainly as to be honest I had lost my appetite for writing fan fiction a few months back, but I do appreciate all feedback from everyone.