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Hermione Holiday
Hermione lay in her room, on top the cover on her bed, staring into the ceiling. She had only just gotten back from King's Cross station, for the summer holidays, the third time since she had first gone off to Hogwarts. It had been a very good year. She, Ron and of course Harry had had their most exciting adventures yet, which had ended in Harry getting his Godfather back, after believing for the longest time that he had been a murderer and a traitor. It was simply a pity that they hadn't been able to clear his name to more people than themselves though; he was now on the run from the Ministry of Magic. She felt something move around her feet and looked down.

Her cat, Crookshanks, had been lying at the foot of the bed, purring to himself. He was now sitting up from where he had been lying and yawned, stretching himself out for a couple of seconds before relaxing and settling back onto the bed. Hermione followed his example. Hogwarts was a wonderful place to be at, but she had nevertheless missed her home a lot. She had missed this room. Her room. Her very own room. Hogwarts was simply too crowded. It was hard to get any time on her own, without people to disturb. She smiled wearily. She would get more time for herself than usually this summer, as her parents had decided not to do anything special like going away, and instead stay home all summer and maybe go to the beach every once in a while.

She looked over at her bags, lying in a heap on the floor right by the door; she would pack up in the morning. Her smile grew wider. She held her breath for a couple of seconds. Her parents appeared to be asleep, she could only hear breathing from their room on the other side of the wall. She jumped off the bed and went over to the door, and began to search through her baggage. She pulled out a big suitcase from the bottom, where she kept all her clothes. She dragged it over to the bed and laid it down on the side, beginning to open it up.

"Butter for bread" she whispered, and all the locks unlocked simultaneously, flinging the case open as they went.

Robes, jeans, blouses and T-shirts. She began to lift clothes up, placing them next to the suitcase, as Crookshanks watched with half and eye, almost interested. It took her a while, as her bag was a lot bigger on the inside than it appeared to be. The pile of clothes mounted higher and higher on the bed, and Hermione paused to lift half of it down on the floor, before it fell over. Not that she needed that much clothing at Hogwarts, as she usually just wore her robes, and nobody could see the clothes she wore underneath, but her mother had insisted that it's always better to pack more than less. Finally she stopped, and she held her breath again, just to make sure. Then she removed the last pair of jeans from the bag, and leaned inside. She pulled out a great black leather bag, about two- thirds the size of the suitcase itself, and set it down on the floor. She had been having a lot of fun this year, and her favourite playmate had sent some toys home with her, as a memento. She muttered the password (Fuck me you horny bitch) and opened the Christmas present she had gotten from Professor McGonagall and grinned again. She then proceeded to pull out a nine inch pink rubber dildo, and looked at it for a while. Better not take any chances she thought, and went back to the door and locked it. She then pulled out her wand from the robes she was still wearing, and cast a silencing charm on the room. She put her wand away and went back to her bed. She brought the dildo back in front of her face and looked at it again. It was very convincing, except for the colour. It was quite thick, and looked just like a real dick, with a large head and throbbing veins, making it look... Hot.

Hermione brought it closer to her face and sniffed it. It smelled like her. She brought it down to her mouth and licked it slowly. The taste of her mentor still lingered on it. Hermione and McGonagall had been using pretty much all of the toys in the bag during their almost daily encounters, but this one was her favourite. This had been the first one she'd used on McGonagall to say thank you for the gift. She brought her tongue all the way out her mouth and licked the dildo all the way from the base to the head, covering it in saliva. She loved the taste. She licked it again, on the other side, and then stroked it against her chin, making it glisten with her own saliva. Her mouth began to water, and she licked it again, hungrily, and the dildo was completely drenched. Hermione began to breathe a bit harder, as she felt herself going horny. She place the dildo on the floor making it stand straight up, pointing at her face. She held it with her hands as she licked it again, paying special attention to the head this time. She then stood up, and took off her robes. And then the shirt she was wearing underneath. And then her bra. She had gotten many compliments from Professor McGonagall about her breasts, and they usually made love without enlarging them, as they had done the first time. They were already quite big, considering her age, and very firm. Hermione stroked her nipples for a bit before starting to unbutton her jeans. She slid them down to the floor and stepped out of them, but kept her panties on. She somehow felt sexier with her panties on than when she was completely naked. She bent down towards the dildo again, and stood on all four. She started licking it again, around the base. She liked it like this. She liked feeling like the submissive one, as if she was being used by the owner of the dick. She kept licking until the dildo was wet enough, and then paused over the tip. She licked it again, very briefly, before taking it into her mouth.

Hermione sucked the head at first, in small, bobbing motions, before going deeper down the shaft, deepthroating it to the very base. She sucked it as hard as she could, not having to worry about being gentle with it, as if it had been a real dick. She slipped it out of her mouth and looked at it. It was glistening with saliva. She felt it was ready for her, and she got up and laid down on her back on the bed. She parted her legs, and brought the dildo down from her face to her crotch, and used it to stroke herself through her panties. She gasped, and parted her legs further. She rubbed the head of the dick back and forth across her cunt and moaned loudly. She could make as much noise as she wanted with the silencing charm on the room. She rubbed more quickly, and breathed faster. She let go of the dildo with her left hand and started to tweak and pull her nipples, before she grabbed as much of her breast as she could and caressed it roughly. She could stand it no more, and brought the hand down again to move her drenched panties aside, before pushing the dildo inside. Just the head on the first push, and then the rest on the second, pulling the whole length of it in and out of her pussy. She screamed at the top of her lungs, as she came seconds later. She let go of the dick, while half of it was still inside, and relaxed. She opened her eyes, after having shut them when she came, and looked around. Crookshanks was not on the bed anymore; she must've scared him with her scream, she thought. She looked over at the door, and there he was, looking at it's locked figure. He looked surly at her, as if blaming her for interrupting his nap.

Hermione couldn't help it. She got an idea. She pulled the dildo out of herself, and went over to Crookshanks. She stroked his head a few times, apologised in a soothing voice, and then picked him up and carried him back to bed.bed. She pulled off her panties and laid down again, once again parting her legs, but this time she placed Crookshanks between them. He looked at her and purred.

"Go on, good kitty, come on" Hermione pleaded.

Crookshanks smelled at her cunt, and then suddenly licked. Hermione cried out in surprise. Crookshanks licked again, and Hermione had to place both her hands over her mouth to stop herself from screaming and scare him away again. Crookshanks kept licking, and picked up his pace. He appeared to like the taste. Hermione arched her back, and grabbed the sheets on the bed, holding on for dear life, gritting her teeth and breathing hard through her nostrils. It felt so good. And she felt so naughty for using her pet like this. She calmed down a bit and grabbed the dildo from where she had left it by her pillow, and started sucking it again. She sucked it very hard for a few seconds, and then pulled it out, placing it between her breasts, rubbing it back and forth. If it was one thing Hermione missed about this dildo, it was that it couldn't cum. She had once gotten to taste Professor Dumbledore's, at the same time she and Professor McGonagall became an item, and she had simply loved the taste of it. She planned to seduce Harry next term to get to taste his.

Crookshanks kept licking, and Hermione was going out of her mind. She rubbed the dick across her face again, and then placed it back between her breasts, titfucking herself before bringing it back to her mouth. She grabbed a tight hold of it with her right hand, and swirled her tongue around the head of it, wishing Harry's voice would moan approval. Her left hand ceaselessly caressed her breasts, and pinched her nipples. Crookshanks, by accident it appeared, started licking higher up, right at Hermione's clit. She moaned, the dick still in her mouth, and bit it slightly around the head, drooling from the corner of her mouth. And then she came again, as Crookshanks made to lick her clit for the third time. Hermione was lost in ecstasy. She pulled the dildo out from her mouth and screamed again, shutting her eyes tightly.

She then relaxed, and opened her eyes again. Crookshanks was gone. He was standing by the door again, howling. Hermione smiled and, putting her dildo aside, moved over towards him, unlocked and opened the door.

"You've earned it." She said, as Crookshanks went out into the darkness of the Granger house corridors.

Hermione closed the door after him, and went back to the bed. She picked up the dildo, dried it with one of her blouses, and put it back into the black leather bag. She instead picked out a pensieve and placed it on the floor. She looked inside, and caught a quick glimpse of Professor McGonagall pleasuring herself with what she liked to call a 'boomerang dildo', that penetrated both her pussy and her ass, before she extracted her memories for the last five minutes and went over to the window. She opened it and whistled. A big, scrawny barn owl fluttered down from a tree and landed on the windowsill. Professor McGonagall owned two owls, and this was one, which she used solemnly with Hermione. It was Hermione's idea that they would use the pensieve to record all of their sexual exploits during the holidays and send to each other, to 'keep themselves warm until the next term'. She very much enjoyed masturbating inside Professor McGonagall's memories while watching her pleasuring herself, and McGonagall had liked the thought of it, though not having tried it yet. Hermione wondered if she would try it with this memory..

"Off you go." Hermione said to the owl, as she passed the pensieve to it.

The owl grabbed the pensieve with it's claws and flew away. Hermione closed the window before walking back to the bed and picking out a pair of clean panties from the heap of clothes on the floor. She put them on, and then shut the black leather bag and pushed it underneath her bed before removing the silencing charm on the room and turning the light off, going to bed. She was wondering slightly how Professor McGonagall would react to this memory, before she drifted off to sleep.

McGonagall was a cat Animagus after all...
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