Naughty Thoughts

Chapter 3.

A huge four post bed was centred on the far wall. Velvet drapes in antique gold were held back with deep maroon silk ties. The bedding itself was draped in satin red and black quilted duvet. Plus pillows of every shade of red was built against a headboard exquisitely carved with fairies, witches, wizards and all sorts of magic creatures. On the wall to the left Hermione shook her head in wander at the amazing tapestry of different Rune’s symbols.

But, as Hermione walked pass the tapestry subject changed. *Bloody hell, its showing me different sexual positions. I have a step by step ruddy kamasutra!* Hermione watched as the witch was brought off by a wizard using his wand up the witches arse.

Hermione felt the wetness between her legs. As she walked her sex started to tingle, and watching the witch in the tapestry cum, she felt her own orgasm hit her and she went over. *Fuck! If I’m being brought off by a picture, I have got to get a life.*

Finding a large walk in wardrobe, she found that the elves had unpacked for her. Looking at the large area Hermione whispered a spell and enlarged the clothes closet by four times. Magicking a new stone wall just after the rails and drawers for her clothes finished. She placed her palm against the stone, forming an entrance only she would be able to see. Picking up the items the Elves had placed on the dressing table, she went through to her knew room and after half an hour of magic stood in a new laboratory.

Satisfied she undressed and walked into a bathroom that was sparkling clean, with a small pool sized bath. All the fittings were white with pure gold taps and shower heads. Two bowls were surrounded by green marble and white and red towels on one side, green and white towels on the other. Pure teal and cream tiles splash backed the bowls surrounding one large mirror which stretched the length of the walls.

Hermione sighed with pleasure, pausing by the bath she reluctantly went towards the shower, reading the instructions she shouted for 92 degrees and walked into streams of pulsing water, coming from every direction. Ordering shampoo she instantly felt it land on her hair. Before she could start to massage the shampoo in, she moaned when magically the shampoo was lathered up, a minute later her hair was rinsed and the process began again. Smirking Hermione asked to be sponge soaped everywhere. She got her wish and once the sponge reached between her legs she groaned as her outer lips were cleansed. She thoroughly enjoyed her shower for over 10 minutes.

Hermione realizing she was late magicked herself dry and quickly dressed, reluctantly leaving her new quarters she made her way to the grand hall for lunch.

Opening the large floor to ceiling door she saw a huge round table where most of the staff and some order members were sitting.

“I apologise I got caught up with my new quarters.” Hermione said seeing Snape smirk and roll his eyes she ignored him and turned to Dumbledore, “thank you so much sir, my rooms are wonderful.”

“You’re very welcome Hermione. Now you are here we shall eat.” No sooner had he said the word eat than the table was filled with all sorts of cold meats with baked potatoes and different salads.

Hermione chose a baked potato with cheese and some mixed rice salad and cold ham.

“How are you Hermione dear? I am sorry you have had to abandon your family home, and have had to be separated from your parents. Are you dealing with the situation?” McGonagall asked while taking a sip of the sparkling water she had chose.

“Yes I am fine Professor; I understand there was no other way to deal with things.” Hermione said with a smile. The table went quiet as though they were expecting Hermione to say something else.

Professor Vector suddenly choked on her salad. Flitwick straight away thumped her in the middle of the back. Hermione was puzzled she had heard something, about the cream for desert. Hermione felt Shacklebolt’s cock become hard, his feelings and thoughts was easily decoded by Hermione’s brain, *my sexual side of my brain* Hermione frowned…*now where did that come from.* another picture flashed through her mind of Shacklebolt lapping up the cream from Vector’s pussy. Hermione looking down at the salad dressing on her plate grimaced and placing her folk and knife down, she decided she had had enough to eat.

“Hermione are you okay? You haven’t eaten much. Do you want to talk?” Tonks asked looking straight at Hermione willing her to say yes.

But, once more Hermione was distracted when Remus walked in.

“Sorry I am late everyone, I stayed over just to make sure everything was secured.”

Tonks smirked and taking up her wand she produced a chair for Remus to sit next to her. Hermione looked up at Tonks knowing she was lusting after her friend.

*Finally I have learnt something good about this new magic. Go for it Remus, you deserve to be happy.* Hermione thought.

Remus stopped putting the food on his plate and looking at Tonks he threw down the serving spoons and grabbing Tonks proceeded to kiss her for the next few minutes.

“Missed you,” he said brushing his thumb over her lips.

Tonks bright red looked around the table under her eyelashes to see bewildered looks until she came to one, who raised an eyebrow and smirked. A voice came into her mind, *my turn later.* Tonks if possible blushed even more. Squirming on her seat, she knew her pussy couldn’t wait.

Hermione watching the kiss, then the look on Tonk’s face felt pleased for her two friends, believing the extra blush was from something Remus had whispered to her.

Dumbledore having watched Remus and Tonks slowly put his hand on McGonagall’s thigh and slowly stroked. Minerva looked at her lover and smirked. “Well, yes. I believe it’s time to get back to work. Albus, we urgently need to check the budget.” Dumbledore nodded.

Poor Hermione felt sick knowing what Dumbledore and McGonagall were really going to check out. She quickly excused herself and walked bristly back to her rooms.

Sitting at her desk looking out to the Forbidden Forest, she wondered if there could be a way of blocking other personal sexual needs of her friends and more importantly her Professors.

Just then a knock came on the door, going to the entrance she opened the door to see Draco Malfoy standing outside.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Hermione asked, “It’s not even the beginning of term. I would have thought you would be out with your parents enjoying the occasional revel.”

“Very funny Granger. Look can I come in? Dumbledore sent me a note with Fawkes for you. Apparently he is very busy.” Draco said handing Hermione a note.

Miss Granger,

Mr. Malfoy is our new Head Boy; he is experiencing some family difficulties. Unfortunately, I am rather tied up at moment. So I would be grateful, if you could show him the headwhip….sorry wrote the wrong word…meant the headship quarters.

Best wishes…….ah……..

Dumbledoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Well you understand


Hermione sighed, *could this day get any worse?* she thought. Looking at her nemesis she motioned him to enter.

“Where’s your luggage? I didn’t hear any elf pops in the last half hour.”

“Listen Granger, whether I have any luggage or not, is nothing to do with you. But as it happens, my family was treated to a visit from the Dark Lord, my coward of a father apparated out, leaving my mother and me. He killed my mother, but before he could touch me, something happened and I arrived here. Any more questions? Fine I am going up to my inadequate private rooms.” Draco said going to the right stairway.

“Excuse me Malfoy, but your rooms are to the left.” Hermione said taking a deep breath she continued, “I am very sorry about your mother. Your father however, should be shot for abandoning you and your mother; he is nothing but a big bully. Where do you think he went?” Hermione asked curiously, hoping to give the order some information that could help them.

Draco stared at the witch he liked to call the bitch. “I have no idea where my father is. I hope with all my magic he has landed in the middle of a raging volcano, unfortunately knowing Lucius Malfoy, he as in all probability landed in clover, perhaps in the middle of a whore house.” Draco snarled showing his anger. Purposely he walked to the other staircase, nearly reaching the top he looked down at Hermione. “Thank you, for your kind words about my mother.”

Saying no more Draco walked into his bedroom.

Hermione clicked her fingers to have Dobby pop into the common room.

“Harry Potter’s library friend!” he screeched, “Missy what can Dobby do for you today.”

Hermione very careful not to touch Dobby (there was no way she wanted to know if Dobby had had sex or not), “hi Dobby nice to see you, could you arrange some pumpkin juice and a plate of sandwiches to the Headboy’s bedroom. Perhaps it should be some other elf to take it to him, it’s Draco Malfoy.” Hermione added knowing the treatment Dobby had received from the Malfoy family.

“Missy very kind, but Master Draco, was alright to Dobby. Dobby cannot explain but Master Draco was hurt also. I will tend to Master Draco, thank you for letting me know.” Dobby said popping out.

Hermione walked into her lab and started to work on her potion. Hours later she had the new potion to the stage the old one had been before the Sex Sprite had intervened. Taking a sample out of both potions Hermione could only find one small difference. The new potion was coloured like a pink blush. The old corrupted potion was quite red.

Carefully she placed a small amount on her hand. By the side of her was a scroll and auto-quill, touching her wand to it Hermione started to analyse the both potions.

“The first potion was supposed to form an armour against Crucio; I was hoping to nullify the nerve ends on the skin, giving the light some help against the curse. It is my belief that I was visited by a Sex Sprite, although harmless mostly, and used by many Ministries throughout the world to increase the birth rate. However, they can be a nuisance when it comes to potions.

Thinking about it the red potion was warm at the time. I am going to warm the potion back up.” Lifting her wand she charmed a warm spell on the vile. Nothing happened, “strange I thought I would see, some sort chemical reaction.” Looking at the cork stopper she slowly pulled the cork out, again nothing happened. Carefully she went to sniff the potion.

Instantly the fumes went to her brain. Standing in her lab, Hermione once again came in her knickers, her whole body trembling in response.

“I have come to the conclusion, that I have been infected with a lust fume potion. I don’t know how long I will be infected; in fact, I don’t know if I should try to find an antidote, I have after all already discovered a potential spy in the Ministry. Also Cornelius Fudge is definitely someone who could be blackmailed by the dark, if of course he isn’t already dark.

At the moment I think it prudent to leave the situation as it is. More research is definitely needed.” the quill stopped and the scroll neatly rolled itself up.

Hermione glancing at her watch was surprised to find it was just past 9pm. deciding to take a walk she left the head’s quarters and starting to walk to the library, she really needed some help with the potion.

*Of course Professor Snape would be ideal. But, I have the same problem; he will want to know how I have been performing underage magic. Then there still is the problem with the original potion. The idea is sound; I just have to get the potion to work. Still the skin did numb slightly. Of course, the Sex Sprite reversed the potion, instead of numbing the senses; the additive served by the sprite has increased the sensitivity of all my senses. Wow that’s pretty cool really.* Hermione thought.

Reaching the library she was amazed to see Tonks sitting at one of the tables. She looked very flushed.

“Hi, Tonks you okay? Do you have a problem with some research? Anything I can help you with?” Hermione said coming to sit down.

“No Hermione everything is fine. I had an idea, which unfortunately I now realize will not work. Are you alright?” Tonks asked patting her hand.

Hermione went from calm to anger. *She’s been fucking Snape!! Bitch! How could you cheat on Remus? You wait, I’ll make you pay.*

“Tonk’s I was really pleased about you and Remus, if not a little surprised. How long have you been exclusive?” Hermione asked. *Let’s see how you answer this.*

“Remus and I got together since early last year, then we…never mind about that. We love each other. Thank you for your support Hermione, anyway I must go, I am on early duty tomorrow.” Tonks said with a smile she left the library.

Hermione actually fumed for easily another half an hour. *I’ll get you for cheating on Remus. Poor Remus how can I tell him?*
Finally finding the book she wanted, ‘Corrupted Potions’ by Dirt Tainted. Hermione stopped and sniffed the air. Images of Snape fucking Tonks with someone watching reached her brain. *Oh Yuk!! However, there could be another worry. Have we got a peeping tom in the castle?* Pondering Hermione walked back to her rooms while reading the potion book she had got from the library.