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The Day I Did Snape-Complete!	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 47177 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Ginny�s
life changed forever after Draco Malfoy humiliated Pansy Parkinson. Whether it
changed for the best was hard to know. The only sure thing was that it changed
drastically.

Pansy and Ginny had been embroiled in a hex war for two weeks, attacking each
other with creative spells that would have put Fred and George to shame. Pansy
was the one to initiate the war. She cursed Ginny with a spell that caused her
clothing to become see through.

When Ginny was first cursed, she hadn�t noticed what was going on. It wasn�t
until she got a slew of cat calls from a few seventh year boys and an
embarrassing lecture from her older brother Ron, that she became aware of the
state of her clothing. She had run to the common room with her face as red as
her hair.

Ginny retaliated to the curse by hexing Pansy�s hair off. She was bald for an
entire week. The talk shifted from Ginny�s see through clothing to Pansy�s lack
of hair.

After Pansy had recovered her hair with a potion Professor Snape gave her, she
threw a hex at Ginny that made her skin turn a brilliant shade of orange.

It was after this hex that the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore,
decided that even though the hex war amused him, he would have to put a stop to
it.

He had a meeting with both parties in the hospital wing. Ginny refused to leave
the comfort of the private and enclosed space that the wing gave her. Poppy was
only too happy to fuss over the youngest Weasley.

�Miss Parkinson and Miss Weasley, you both know better than to run around the
school hexing each other. You�re supposed to act as role models for the rest of
the student body. Do the mature thing here and end this hexing war,� Dumbledore
told them with a small smile and that famous twinkle in his eye.

�But Professor! This cow started everything!� Ginny
cried, resisting the urge to rip out her hair in frustration.

�If she hadn�t spelled my robes the way she had, I wouldn�t have been forced to
hex the hair off that thing she calls a head.�

�Don�t you call me a cow, you scarlet tramp!� Pansy screeched, lunging toward
Ginny with the intention of choking the life out of her.

�Enough!� Dumbledore said with enough force to stop the two students from
attacking each other. He grabbed Pansy and held her back in a surprisingly
strong grip. His eyes lost their twinkle and he looked at both girls
unyieldingly.

�No more fighting, it ends here. If I hear a word of you two hexing or pranking each other again, you will both suffer the
consequences,� he said firmly, looking at both girls critically.

They glared at each other, but answered �Yes Professor� nonetheless.

Really, if they were both smart they would have ended the feud there. Of
course, Pansy couldn�t resist taunting Ginny one last time after Dumbledore
left the hospital wing. Draco was standing at the door, waiting to walk Pansy
back to the common room

Pansy felt safe enough to taunt the orange red head on last time.

Ginny let her temper flow free and threw a hex at Pansy. The blonde girl looked
down at her body to see what Ginny had done, but couldn�t find anything wrong.

�I see the little blood traitor bitch forgot how to throw a hex,� she sniped,
turning her head regally and walking toward Draco.

Ginny waited until they were out of sight before falling to her bed, laughing
uncontrollably. �The bitch won�t know what hit her,� Ginny thought, letting a
small smile surface over her bright orange face.

The same night Pansy was snogging heavily with Draco
Malfoy. Since he had the honor of being Head Boy he had the privilege of having
his own room.

Draco�s hands were locked into Pansy�s hair and his hardness was rubbing
against her clit through her thin knickers.

�Come on Dracy, let�s do it tonight,� she moaned,
opening her thighs to accommodate Draco�s hips.

Draco sighed inwardly at the nickname but didn�t correct her. For some reason
Pansy thought he wanted to be her boyfriend and eventually marry her. The
reality was, he really just wanted to get into her
knickers.

Draco smiled smugly when he thought about how all of those ear screeching
moments in Pansy�s company were finally paying off.

He slipped off her knickers, eager to begin the main act of teenage sex. His
fingers traveled to her warm center, with the intent of checking her readiness.
Instead of coming into contact with a wet clit, he touched a big, round boil.
He quickly snatched his hand back and jumped from the bed.

�What the fuck is wrong with you?� he asked, disgusted. He looked down at the
slime on his hand and ran to the bathroom to wash it off.

�Why didn�t you tell me you had a disease, you fucking slut,� he bellowed from
the bathroom.

Pansy, who was shocked from her haze of pleasure, lifted up her skirt to see
what he was freaking out about. Large red boils had appeared all over her
pussy, bursting and covering his bed sheet with green slime. She knew, without
a doubt, who caused the sudden boils to appear on her
body.

Pansy let out a screech and jumped from the bed. She was going to make that
redheaded bitch pay! She ran to the hospital wing, fully focused on making sure
the Weasley slut was punished.

Poppy was awakened to find the distraught and angry Slytherin in the infirmary
pacing back and forth and screaming at the top of her lungs. When she finally
calmed the girl down enough to speak she asked her why she was in the
infirmary.

�That redheaded whore hexed me so that my� my privates have boils on it,� she
said, her voice starting to screech again.

Poppy�s eyes grew wide when she heard this, trying to think of what hex could
cause that.

�Well dear, I will have to see the� reaction to know how to fix it,� Poppy
said.

Pansy grumbled and crossed her arms. She didn�t want the fucking nurse checking
her out (Poppy was a lesbian for all she knew), but she had no choice if she
ever wanted to fuck Draco. She sat on the infirmary bed and unceremoniously
opened her legs. Poppy stared into the juncture of Pansy�s legs.

�Um� Miss Parkinson, I see nothing wrong with you,� Poppy said, befuddled.

Pansy pulled up her skirt, completely disregarding Poppy and looked at herself.
The boils were gone! But they couldn�t be.

�But they were there! I�m sure of it. Draco �� she stopped and had the grace to
blush a little.

�Ms. Parkinson, I see nothing wrong with you. I suggest that if it happens
again you come back to me as soon as possible,� Poppy said, pulling down
Pansy�s skirt for modesty.

Fuming, Pansy jumped from the infirmary bed. She didn�t even thank the healer
as she walked out of the hospital wing.

The next morning, Pansy went to sit next to Draco at breakfast as usual, but he
rejected her coldly.

�You have a fucking disease and I refuse to be anywhere near
you,� he said. Everyone around him was listening closely but the blonde boy
didn�t seem to care that the whole table was listening.

�But Dracy��

�No Pansy. I�m not your Dracy. You need to fix
those boils on your cunt. When you�re sure you don�t have a disease that you
can pass on to me then we�ll talk,� he said icily, turning back to his food
without another thought for her.

Pansy glanced over to the other side of the Great Hall and saw Ginny Weasley
with a smug smirk on her face, staring at her misfortune. Pansy stormed out of
the Great Hall. She would make sure that that pale, freckled bitch would pay.

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Ginny went through the rest of the day with a big smile on her face. After
taking Pansy down a few pegs, she was happiest she had been since the hexing
began. Maybe Pansy would finally learn her lesson and would leave Ginny alone.

All Ginny wanted was to go to school in peace (after all, being in a house full
of six boys was not Ginny�s idea of
peace). Hogwarts was the only place she could go that was relatively normal.

The bell rang, making Ginny jump. She had missed an entire class while daydreaming
and was royally fucked. It was History of Magic and for some reason her brain
refused to retain anything from the damn class. Sighing, she slung her bag over
her shoulder and walked out of the classroom. She was glad she had a friend
like Hermione. She could help Ginny study later.

Dean Thomas, a tall and attractive black boy, put his arm around Ginny�s
shoulders. She looked up to give him a warm smile.

�How was class?� he asked, tugging her hair gently out of habit.

�It was soooo boring. I don�t know why they make it a
required class. According to Hermione, the class is even missing thirty years
of history from the curriculum,� she said with another loud sigh.

Dean grinned and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.

She and Dean had dated a few months ago but Ginny had quickly realized that
they made much better friends than a couple. The break up had been clean and no
one held any hard feelings. Ginny, for the time being, was single.

It was hard for her to carry on a relationship with anyone in Hogwarts since
her big brother was the biggest asshole in the world and snarled at anyone who
�dared lay a hand on his sister�.

Ginny would always roll her eyes at this. She was sixteen going on seventeen
soon and she was tired of being treated like she was eleven. Her brother�s
needed to learn how to let go.

Ginny was still a virgin, but deep down she knew it was only a matter of time
before she gave her virginity to a male member of the student body. She would
have given it to Dean if they had stayed together longer, but she just hadn�t
felt right about giving it up when they were together.

When she broke up with Dean she had decided that she was going to take a break
and enjoy being single for a little while. It was nice being able to check a
guy out without feeling guilty later when she was snogging
her boyfriend.

Dean and Ginny made their way to lunch.

�What did you do to Pansy this time to make her give you that death glare this
morning?� he asked after a few moments of small talk.

�Oh yeah. Yesterday, I put a hex on Pansy that
Hermione taught me. Whenever a boy touches her sexually, she gets boils on her�
well you know, down there, but as soon as the person stops touching her and she
loses her fire it goes away.�

Ginny started to giggle as she remembered the look of fury on Pansy�s face when
Draco had rejected her at breakfast. She would have paid big money to see the
look on her face when he kicked her out of his room last night.

�That was great Ginny! That�s why I love you so much,� Dean said, laughing
along with her.

�I try. She crossed the line after she turned me orange. Her hex only lasts for
a week but by then she won�t be the slut of Slytherin anymore. I think I did
their whole house a favor,� Ginny said with an evil smirk on her face.

�I think you did the whole school a favor, but you�re going to have to watch
your back after that hex, Ginny. You know Pansy, she always has to have the
last word,� Dean said, turning serious.

�I will Dean, don�t worry about me. Now tell me about that hot Hufflepuff you were talking to,� she asked, changing the
subject. They continued their small talk, but Pansy was still in the back of
both their minds

After
walking into the Great Hall, Ginny and Dean hugged and separated to their
respective group of friends. As Ginny sat on the bench next to Hermione, Ron
ruined her good mood by opening his mouth. He was good at doing that.

�What was going on between you and Dean outside?� he asked, food flying out of
his mouth and onto the table.

�Ron, really, learn to close your mouth when you eat,�
Ginny said, frowning not only at his poor table manners, but his ability to
upset her with a few simple words.

She started to pile food onto her plate, noticing that Harry wasn�t present and
trying her best to ignore Ron�s questions.

After two minutes of Ron�s lecturing, Ginny set her fork down.

�Look Ron, can you shut your fucking mouth for this one meal? I�ve been hexed
like crazy for the past two weeks and now when I finally have some peace from
The Slut of Hogwarts, you start lecturing me about being friends with my ex
boyfriend. If I decide I want to continue to talk to Dean I will. So, how about
for once you eat your fucking lunch and talk to me about something other than
my personal life?�

Ron
glared at her and swallowed his food. He was about to retort but Hermione beat
him to it.

�Leave her alone, Ronald. She just wants a peaceful lunch.�

Ron�s mouth snapped shut. With a dark look in both of their directions, he
started to eat his lunch again in silence. Ginny gave Hermione a soft smile of
thanks. Once that unpleasant start to the conversation was over, things
improved. Ginny explained what she did to Pansy the day before.

��That was brilliant Ginny! I wish I could have
seen her face!� Hermione exclaimed.

�

Ginny nodded her head enthusiastically. �It was priceless Hermione! Hopefully
the slag will leave me al�hey!�

A
fifth year boy next to them bumped into Ginny, making her pumpkin juice spill
all over the table.

�Oi! Watch where
you�re going mate!� Ron said with a mouth full of food.

The
table cloth began to turn bright orange with the sugary drink.

�Oh
gosh, I�m sorry. Here, let me get that for you,�

Before
Ginny could protest, the boy waved his wand, and a new batch of pumpkin juice
appeared in her cup.

Ginny
gave him a smile of brittle patience.

�Thanks,�
she muttered turning her back on him.

Hermione
glared at the boy but continued to talk to Ginny. It didn�t take long for the
incident to be forgotten or for Ginny to finish her new glass of pumpkin juice.

�Shit!
I�m going to be late. I have to get to class. I�ll see you guys later,� Ginny
called back as she dashed out of the hall on her way to Potions with the very
much hated Professor Severus Snape.

Snape
was as snarky as ever, yelling at everyone and docking points from Gryffindor.
Ginny had mixed feelings about Professor Snape. On one hand, she was secretly
happy that he made her brother�s life a living hell. Ron could be a pain in the
ass and the detentions that he got from Snape gave Ginny a bit of peace in the
common room where she could pretend that she was an only child.

On the other hand, because of her idiot brothers, she was punished for the
mistakes they made and the pranks they pulled before she was even born. As
Professor Snape lectured, Ginny realized that he wasn�t that awful to her when
it all came down to it. If anything he was indifferent. It was only when her
brothers did something to piss him off that he laid into Ginny.

Ginny was actually fairly good a potions. Not once in her six years of
attending Hogwarts had she failed to properly prepare a potion, much to Snape�s
surprise. Of course, she was no Hermione Granger, but if Hermione had never
shown up at Hogwarts Ginny could possibly have held the highest marks in
Hogwarts history.

Ginny didn�t mind not being the best either. She didn�t need to prove to anyone
that she was smart. She didn�t bury her face in books and spend the majority of
her time in the library like Hermione did. Instead, she quietly did her work in
a timely manner, giving the Professors what they asked for and nothing more.

She would occasionally do extra credit, for which she always got full points,
but also managed to find a balance between being proud of her school work and
spending time with her friends.

There were times where Ginny did feel kind of sorry for Hermione and her
determination to succeed. Because Hermione spent most of her time by herself
studying she missed out on a lot of opportunities to be young and carefree.

It was important now more than ever since Voldemort and his Death Eaters had
come back to make everyone�s life a living hell.

The potion that Ginny was brewing was finally finished. She put the finished
product in its vial and started to clean her work space. After turning in her potion
she noticed that she still had ten minutes left. Everyone else was still
struggling with their potions, trying their best to just finish theirs, no
matter what the final product was.

Ginny leaned back and stared off into space. She fanned herself with a piece of
parchment, trying to cool down. She tried to attribute her hot flashes with the
fact that she was making a potion but she had never felt as hot as she did at
that moment while brewing potions.

Ginny
fanned her face again and unbuttoned the top buttons of her robe, fidgeting in
her chair and unable to do anything else to cool down. Her partner, Luna Lovegood, was so engrossed in her own potion that she
failed to notice Ginny�s discomfort.

Ginny felt like the robe itself was not only stifling but the coarse material
was starting to rub against her and make her normally pale skin pink and
flushed.

Ginny squirmed in her seat even more, finally drawing the attention of Luna who
simply raised an eyebrow in question. All Ginny could do was give a weak smile
and stare fixedly ahead, tapping her foot against the leg of her table
distractedly.

She had broken into a light sweat and had to wipe her brow. Her head wasn�t the
only wet part of her body, although she was too distracted to notice her thighs
were soaked with her own sexual desire.

�Miss Weasley, will you please stop tapping your foot against the table,� Snape
growled from the front of the class.

Ginny�s head jerked up and she locked gazes with her Professor. She didn�t
realize the look she was giving him or the magic that swirled around her, but
he did.

Snape
felt his cock spring to attention as soon has her chocolate eyes locked with
his. Ginny licked her full lips and unbuttoned her shirt another inch. Snape�s
cock tightened even more in his pants. He didn�t know what was happening, but
he knew something wasn�t quite right about it. In his twenty years of teaching,
he had never had any kind of sexual desire for a student. He acknowledged that
Miss Weasley wasn�t a bad looking girl, but she didn�t look so good that she
would make him break his rule to not sleep with his students.

Snape
broke his gaze with her when the first student turned in her bottle of horrid
looking potion.

Breaking
the eye contact did not stop Snape from feeling as if he had to claim every
part of Ginny Weasley. To him, that meant that some kind of magic was working
on the both of them. Inwardly he groaned. From the symptoms he was having, the
magic that was swirling around them was bonding magic. From experience, Snape
knew that resisting the bond would result in insanity for both parties until
they did claim each other thoroughly. He just hoped the class was empty when
they both decided to jump on each other.

To
his infinite relief the bell rang, marking the end of class. As soon as the
classroom emptied he watched with interest as Ginny ripped off her robes,
exposing her short skirt and tight fitting shirt. Ginny walked toward the
classroom door and warded it with her wand.

As soon as she was done she dropped her wand to the floor and slowly turned
toward Snape, a look of pure lust in her eyes.

�Professor� would you please do me the honor of fucking me?� she asked boldly,
walking toward him with a gait that would have made a lap dancer proud.

Snape thought he would explode at the husky, sexy words that flowed from her
mouth. It was in that instant that he realized that the youngest Weasley girl
was no longer a girl.

Her long red hair was pinned up in one of the sexiest buns he had ever seen in
his life. The first two buttons of her long, tucked-in, button-down shirt were
undone and he could just see a peak of the black, lacy bra that held her
luscious looking breasts.

She was small in frame but her legs were long and beautifully shaped. Snape
stared� and stared some more.

Snape�s body stayed rooted to his seat at his desk, but he beckoned her with
one of his fingers. He watched as she flushed, her body glowing with her sweat.
She stopped her sexy walk and practically ran to him. As soon as she reached
him she got down on her knees. He turned toward her in his spinning chair and
allowed her to start unbuttoning his trousers.

Snape was a man who knew when to fight and when to do what was asked, and
seeing Ginny Weasley on her knees, working to release him from his trousers
with pure lust in her eyes, was reason enough not to fight.

He knew he was an ugly and unpleasant man and so thought it was unfair that she
was now magically bound to fuck him. But the man wasn�t blind. Why fight
fucking an extremely beautiful woman?

Ginny finally had his cock out of his pants. She gasped at the size of it,
watching a pearly drop of precum slide down the
protruding vein on the side.

�You have a very pretty cock, Professor Snape,� she gushed, licking up the
essence of his body. Snape groaned and the guilt melted away under the force of
his desire. He knew deep down that he wouldn�t be strong enough to fight the
spell they were under, so he figured might as well enjoy the pleasure he would
get from it without regret.

By this time, he had lost all sense of rational thought and guilt and Ginny had
eagerly taken a good portion of his cock into her mouth, between her lips.

�Fuck,� the Potions Master grunted, putting his hands into her hair to take
control of her head. She wasn�t like the other women he�d been with, who got
huffy when he began to fuck their face. This young woman moaned on his cock,
sending vibrations through the shaft and straight to his balls.

Speaking of his balls, the little slut cupped them in her hands like she was
the world�s most seasoned whore. She rolled them around gently before squeezing
them as if they were precious fruits that needed careful handling.

Snape began to make sounds that he didn�t even know he was capable of as she
bobbed up and down on his cock. Her wet mouth felt like a dream� a very nice
wet dream. He felt as if he could cum right there but refused to let the
amazing blow job end so soon.

'She is fucking amazing' he thought, pushing into her mouth when she bobbed her
head towards his groin. Each drop of precum that he
felt shoot out of his cock slid right down her throat.
She didn�t let one drop leave her puffy, pink lips. Her hair lost its pins and
tumbled down to caress her face and his exposed privates.

�Take it deeper into your mouth my little Gryffindor. Open up your throat.�
Snape managed to force her mouth even further down on him than before.

Much to his surprise, her throat opened up to him without hesitation or
gagging. To Ginny, he had never tasted sweeter. The way he pushed forcefully
into her mouth made an excited gush of juices run from between her legs and soak her panties.

Snape noted that the girl�s nose was hitting the bottom of his stomach and her
chin his balls. Snape let out a growl and started to fuck her face in earnest.

He had both of his hands in her hair, gripping tightly while pushing into her
throat like it was the world�s tightest and wettest pussy. He felt his balls
hitting her chin, making him groan louder at the raw pleasure that ran through
him. He knew he wouldn�t last much longer.

He opened his heavy eyes to watch his cock moving between her pink lips. The
image was enough to send him over the edge. He let out a bark of pleasure as he
flooded the pretty redhead�s mouth with his creamy, white cum.

It was one of the most intense orgasms he had ever had and the little slut
swallowed every single drop. This made him groan even louder. While he spewed
in Ginny�s mouth, a small tug in his belly didn�t escape him. It was all the
confirmation that he needed to know that he and Ginny were bonded together.

He was still rock hard between her lips but took his hands from her hair to let
her up for air. Ginny�s stomach was full of her teacher�s cum and yet she felt
no shame.

In fact, she felt nothing but lust. Her pussy was so wet that the juices had
completely soaked her panties. Her nipples were so hard that they hurt and her
throat was sore from her professor�s passionate thrusting.

The Professor seemed surprised that she could take him. He didn�t know that she
was used to roughness and aggression when it came to blowjobs and that she had
adapted her technique to fit it and take it. It never failed to make her soak
her panties when a guy roughly fucked her mouth; she loved it.

Ginny stood and quickly shed her panties and skirt. Snape wasted no time
ripping her shirt off her body.

The only thing she had left was her bra, which was quickly disposed of by the
man of her desire. Her perky, pink nipples stood at attention and Snape
couldn�t resist tasting both of them, squeezing them with his teeth and making
more wetness flow from between her legs.

To Ginny�s surprise and pleasure, Snape let go of her nipples and hoisted her
up onto his desk so that her bottom was just at the edge. He looked into her
pretty brown eyes and saw only raw lust.

�I am going to fuck you until you can�t move, Miss Weasley. Can you handle
that?� Snape�s silky voice spoke straight to the core of her hunger.

�If you keep talking it will be hard to find out won�t it?� she asked coyly,
taking his shoulders and pulling him closer to her body.

At this reaction, Snape wasted no time. He didn�t whisper words of comfort or
endearment, not even a word of warning.

There was none of the unnecessary ceremony or unwanted persuasion that Ginny
had been sure she would have to endure before having her cherry popped. No, she
was with a man who knew what he wanted.

Snape spread her legs wide and plunged into her wet core. With surprise he felt
his cock rip past the resistance that was once her sexual innocence.

Ginny cried out in pain and held Snape more tightly, tears seeping slowly down
her pale and freckled cheeks. Snape froze, not with the intention of being
tender with her or of waiting for the pain to pass, but from complete and utter
shock.

Snape couldn�t believe she was a virgin. No woman who gave head the way she did
stayed a virgin for long in his opinion. He would have bet good money that
Ginny Weasley had given up her virginity at least two years ago, but he would
have lost that bet.

The guilt started to creep back into his heart, only to be quickly forgotten as
he felt her pussy spasm around his cock. She was so wet and tight that he no
longer cared about his morals.

It had been a long time since he had been given a virgin. He started to thrust
into her body hard, making her let out a scream. Whether it was in pain or
pleasure, Snape didn�t know nor did he really care. He continued to pound
roughly.

After the initial pain, Ginny was quickly rewarded with the most intense
pleasure she had ever felt in her life. She let out a scream that was pure and
unadulterated bliss. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her hips were moving
just as roughly as his, striving to finally reach her release.

Snape had always known, theoretically, that sex had the capacity to be like
heaven, but it wasn�t until he pounded his cock into this redhead�s pussy that
he finally got a taste of it.

He knew he would never get a taste of real heaven, always believing that his
soul was damned from the day he took the Dark Mark, but this was just as good.

�Oh, Professor, fuck me harder,� Ginny begged, only vaguely aware that he was
pounding into her body so hard already that the desk was biting into her bottom
and leaving a rather nasty bruise. Snape looked down into her passion filled
eyes and smirked.

�You want me to fuck you harder, you little slut?� he purred, slowing down,
making her groan in frustration.

�Yes, please! Pretty please!� she screamed.

�You�re a polite slut, aren�t you?� He smirked again.

Snape
pulled his cock out of her pussy and murmured a wandless
lubricating spell. He ignored her cries of protest as he pushed the head of his
cock into her puckered hole. To his surprise, Ginny stopped moving and relaxed
beneath him. He was practically sucked into her ass.

Groaning,
he began to fuck her again at a brutal pace. She was so tight!

Snape felt the satisfaction of finally being paid back for all of the years
that the Weasley boys had made his life a living hell. Ginny took no offense at
the smirking or name calling; it didn�t matter to her. She felt as if her whole
body was on fire.

The
familiar knot in her stomach didn�t give Ginny enough warning to realize she
reached her peak; she came hard on his cock, screaming his name at the top of
her lungs.

Ginny�s ass grasped Snape�s cock so hard that he couldn�t move. Not that he
would have anyway. If there was anything that he loved more than making the
�Golden Trio�s� life a living hell it was having a woman orgasm while he was
inside their ass.

He couldn�t stop the gush of cum that shot from the depth of his balls and into
Ginny�s petite little body. His orgasm was beyond heaven. All he could do was
groan and let all of the energy in him go to the lower half of his body and
into the warm hole, gripping him in a second orgasm. Snape held onto his desk
tight and got lost in the deep sea of bliss filling him. He was too far gone to
notice another tug in his belly, bonding him to Ginny Weasley once again.

Ginny on the other hand was beyond bliss. She was beyond ecstasy and paradise;
she was in a world of her own. A world full of so much pleasure that she
thought she would explode with magic. She came again and again, finally passing
out on the desk after her third orgasm.

Snape stared down at Ginny in awe. He hadn�t even been moving inside of her the
last time and she had cum on him all over again.

�Merlin this was the best fuck of
my life.� Snape
thought with a small smirk.

Hell, he knew he would put this in his pensive for future viewing whenever he
was experiencing a dry spell without a witch.

It took a while, but Snape regained enough strength to pull out of his student.
Their mixed fluid dripped to the floor in a surprisingly large puddle. Snape
looked back to Ginny who was out cold, breathing shallowly.

After he scourgified himself and everything else that
had come into contact with their fluids, he picked the small woman up and
carried her back to his private rooms.

He laid her on his bed and let out a breath of relief as he watched her snuggle
into a pillow. Snape ran a finger along Ginny�s check, confused and angry about
his feelings. He knew the spell bound them together but he didn�t know how
strong the bond was.

�Drawing away, he waved his wand over her,
watching as the contraception spell (one couldn�t be too careful) worked on her
body. Snape let out an uncharacteristic sigh and made his way over to the other
side of his room. He put on some fresh clothing, put up a few wards around his
room, and made his way down to dinner, feeling lighter than he had in a long
time.

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�Oh
Gods Lucius faster!� the young brunette cried out from beneath him.

Lucius
Malfoy ignored her and went at the pace that gave him more pleasure. Those
models did get a little arrogant when he slept with them, thinking they finally
reached the very top when they got Lucius Malfoy to fuck them.

Sadly,
Lucius only saw them as a means to an end�a quick fuck to help him get through
a dry spell.

Lucius
was enjoying the slow and steady burn to orgasm when he felt a tight tug in his
belly. He opened his eyes in panic as his balls drew up to his pelvis. Without
warning, his orgasm hit him like a tsunami wave, flooding his fuck toy with
buckets of cum.

It
took him quite a while to recover. When he did, he pulled out of the woman
lying underneath him and went to the bathroom to wash her scent off of his
body.

The
brunette struggled to get out of the fluffy bed and followed him to the
bathroom with a dark glare on her face.

�Where
do you think you�re going? I didn�t even get to cum!�

Lucius
ignored her and turned on the shower. His mind was going into overload. He knew
what tugging in the belly meant�he was bound to someone.

The
real question was how could he be bonded to someone when he didn�t take the
proper measure to join with him or her?

After
showering off the scent of sex, Lucius stepped from behind the glass. He was
surprised to still see the brunette standing outside the shower, screeching at
him about one thing or another.

�Are
you still here Janet?� he asked, clearly annoyed with the situation.

�It�s
Sally and of course I�m still here you premature ejaculator! How dare you
finish before I do?�

Lucius
tuned her out once again and snapped his fingers.

His
house elf appeared in front of him in a matter of seconds.

�Could
you please escort Sandy out of the Manor? And make sure she doesn�t remember
her way back will you?�

Lucius
didn�t wait for confirmation from his house elf. He walked into his room and
put on his clothing, only half aware that the brunette was still swearing up a
storm about how much she hated him.

Lucius
grabbed his cane and walked out of the guest bedroom to one of the many
libraries he had in the Manor. He had dark spell to research.
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