The next morning, Harry came down the stairs, yawning and scratching his sides as he did so, and got a shock!. There in the kitchen was Minerva, dressed in what he guessed was a robe she had magicked there, he was suddenly regretting his decision not to wear anything but a tee shirt and boxers. To his credit, he didn't think she would be up, since it was five in the morning. As he walked into the kitchen, he caught a glimpse of Minerva wearing a sheer light blue robe, and from what he could see, nothing at all under it.

Minerva looked back as she heard a gasp from behind her, she felt her eyebrow raise and both her mouth and pussy start to get moisten when she saw Harry's erection. " Like what you see Harry?" she asked. Harry could merely nod. " Yes, I do." he gasped out. Minerva chuckled and said " You should probably sit down Harry, before you break something." Harry gulped and sat down.

As he did so, some part of him made him look away from the beautifully mostly nude woman in front of him, and he looked down at the floor, feeling embarrassed by his reaction. ' Get a grip Potter,' he said to himself ' You've known this woman for most of your life, she's literally watched you grow up! What on earth makes you think she'd passably want you!' Minerva placed a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of Harry, leaning down low, causing her breasts to swing in front of his eyes.