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A Witch's Tale	By : snowblind12 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 27761 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Harry Potter books which are owned by JKR. I make no money from this fanfic and these characters as well as the Harry Potter books and world belong to JKR!

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Same disclaimer as always, I own none of this!
It's hard to believe, but this story is winding down and will be completed within a few more chapters. Not sure exactly how many, but no more than three or four.
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Friday Evening, Hermione's London Flat
Hermione came out of the bathroom to find Theo in bed with a book. "Tonight was fun," she commented as she walked around the bed, climbing into her side.
He put the book down and looked at her. "Yeah, it was," he said lifting his arm so she could snuggle into his right shoulder. He kissed the top of her head as she nestled in.
Her hand began lightly stroking his bare chest. "Ginny called you beefcake tonight," she said with a teasing smile, looking up at him. "She's a mess because Harry won't have sex with her while she's pregnant." Her eyes moved back to his chest where her fingertips continued to trace the contours of his body.
Theo had a small smile and then looked at her and said in a serious tone. "Well, he's just being cautious. He doesn't want the baby to have any divots on it's head."
Hermione's jaw fell as she looked up at him, about to argue such a ridiculous statement when she noticed his grin and the twinkle in his eye. She smacked his chest, playfully. "You know, Ginny said I should check how you feel about sex during pregnancy before I ever agree to marry you." She said it with laughter and suddenly turned pink with embarrassment at having mentioned marriage.
He smiled and pulled her close, kissing her head once more. "I'm of the mindset that sex during pregnancy is very healthy. I think women become their most beautiful when pregnant. Glowing skin, lovely swollen belly's, nice large breasts." His right hand, which was draped around her, moved lower massaging her right breast. "You won't be able to keep me away from you if you become pregnant with my child." She looked up at him to find he had a small smile but an intensity in his eyes. It caused her heart to flutter. She noticed he hadn't even flinched when she mentioned marriage and pregnancy. She had no desire for either of those things right now, but one day...one day it might be nice. Her eyes stayed on his as she leaned up to give him a kiss.
His hand stayed on her breast and began to rub it more aggressively as his other hand moved to the back of her head, holding her close. Their kiss grew in intensity and Hermione wiggled on top of him so that she was laying on him completely. She could feel his arousal on her hip as their kiss continued to intensify. She pulled her lips from from his and began giving him soft, wet kisses on his chin, his neck and his chest. She continued moving down his body, taking a nipple in her mouth and sucking. He let out a soft moan when she nibbled on it and then moved to the other.
Suddenly, strong hands gripped her hips and flipped her off and onto her back beside him. He rolled over on top of her, grabbing her hands and holding them above her head with his left hand. He leaned over to his right, grabbing his wand off the bedside table and then whispered a spell so quietly above her that she couldn't figure out what he said. The familiar feeling of snake like bindings slithered their way around her wrists, fastening them to each other and then to the headboard railing.
He looked at her with a mischievous glint before leaning down and gently nibbling her left ear, whispering, "It's been weeks since I had you at my mercy."
Her caramel brown eyes looked up innocently into his intense blue. His eyes screamed what he was thinking and it caused her to shiver with anticipation. She gently bit her lip and pushed her hips up into his, egging him on. He grinned, and then gave her a look of warning before his lips landed on hers aggressively as his hands began to explore her body.
He pulled back from her mouth and sat up, straddling her waist. His eyes wandered down, resting on her heaving chest as she took in large lungful's of air, her arousal causing her to squirm beneath him.
"Be still," he demanded in a clipped tone. Hermione forced herself to stop squirming, staring up at him as his dark eyes remained focused on her chest.
His hands ghosted over her camisole and her breasts. She couldn't help but arch up into him so that his hands cupped her. His fingers ghosted over her pert nipples. He grabbed the hem of her camisole and rolled it up her body, over her chest, draping it over her eyes, preventing her from watching him.
"Theo, I want to see you," she whined. She let out a squeal when a swift warning smack tapped her on the hip.
"No talking...no moving." He said in a tone not to be argued with. He noticed her response to his Dominance...a slight parting of her lips, quick heaving breaths, hardening of her nipples, her back arching up to him. Hss eyes raked up and down her, as a small smile crept upon his lips. Stunning. She needed this as much as he did.
He leaned forward taking a hard nipple into his mouth. He spoke quietly as he kissed her breasts in-between words. "You've done nothing but work...and talk...and plan...and fret...and stress...for weeks." His mouth caressingly moved to her stomach. He spoke in-between kisses as he continued to move down her body. "So right now, you are going to be still...and quiet...and compliant...and most of all...obedient." He spread her legs. "Is that understood?"
She nodded, vigorously. He smiled and replied, "good girl." As soon as the words left his mouth he dived his mouth into her folds, spreading her with his fingers. To her credit, Hermione didn't move or make a sound, but he could feel her trembling beneath him. He moved his mouth up to her clit and nibbled and flicked it with his tongue as he inserted his index finger into her sopping entrance. After inserting his middle finger as well, he took his other hand and coated it's index finger with her arousal. Gently he wiggled and worked the finger into her puckered entrance causing her to let out a squeal.
"Sshh," he whispered. "No sounds, or you'll get a spanking." He smiled when she let out another squeal, as he knew she would.
"Hmm, a spanking it is then, Miss Granger." He said teasingly as he lifted his left leg over her so that he could slide off the bed. She continued to lay with her eyes covered and her wrists bound, her bottom lip in her mouth and her feet rubbing each other in nervous anticipation. He watched her as he slid off his pajama bottoms an then summoned the switch from the dresser with his wand.
He reached towards her and softly pat her hip. "Roll over, Kitten." He watched as she rolled onto her stomach. Still in her sleeping shorts, he slipped his fingers under the waistband and slowly slid them down her body..first over her hips and then down the smooth skin of her legs. He tossed the shorts on the dresser behind him and stared at her for a minute. He stroked himself briefly and then rubbed her bottom. "Lift," he commanded.
She lifted her hips and he slid a pillow under them, leaving her bottom up and on display. "Gorgeous," he whispered as he dragged the switch teasingly up her body. He started on the soles of her feet, barely touching the skin so that he lightly ticked her, causing her to shiver and flinch her feet. "No moving, Kitten." he reprimanded with a smile. He dragged the switch up her calves, behind her knees, up her thighs and then paused at her upper thighs. He lightly slapped the tender skin. "Spread you legs wider."
He watched with rapt attention as she spread her legs more, revealing the glistening moisture of her arousal. "Good girl," he whispered as he dragged the switch over her bottom, her lower back to her shoulders and then her neck. She let out a squeal of surprise when he suddenly slapped her bottom with the switch. He then rubbed his hand over the small red mark before smacking her once again. He knew he wasn't hurting her. He never spanked her with enough force to actually hurt. It was erotic and fun and incredibly arousing. He loved the red marks the switch left on her skin and the heat her skin radiated after.
After eight more slaps he tossed the switch aside and hopped on the foot of the bed. He slowly slid up her legs until his mouth was on her core, lapping up her delicious moisture. His tongue and lips weren't on her nub more than a minute before she tensed and moaned with her release. As her walls continued to quiver and clamp, he quickly repositioned himself over her and slid into her wet channel, letting out his own moan of pleasure. He grabbed and held her hips as he moved in and out of her, slowly lowering his upper torso over her back. "Soo tight, so fucking amazing," he whispered as he moved in and out at a languid pace.
"I want to see you, " he whispered as he slid out of her. He pulled the pillow out from under her and rolled her over onto her back, grabbing his wand and releasing her binds. He pulled the camisole the rest of the way off her. Her arms slid around him, behind his head and neck, pulling him down for a searing kiss. He slid back inside her and pulled his head back slightly. "Open your eyes. I want to see you," he whispered as he began moving in and out.
"Theo, you feel so good, " she whispered with her soft brown, heavily lidded eyes latched onto his blue. As his thrusts hit her in just the right spot, she could feel another climax building. "You feel so good inside me." Her hands moved down so that one gripped his shoulder and the other slid to his lower back, pressing him against her, driving him deeper. His pace began to increase and his mouth pressed against hers, his tongue demanding entry as his hips pumped at a punishing pace.
His movements became more frantic, "Cum, Kitten," he demanded in a voice choked and raw. His command pushed her over the edge and she tensed with her release. Seconds after her walls clamped down, Theo let out a loud moan as his own climax engulfed him.
They lay like that, unmoving as they each regained control of their breathing and heartrate. "Oh my," she whispered. "It's been too long," she continued before letting out a long, cleansing breath.
He kissed her cheek, "Yes, it has." He rolled off her and grabbed her hand, holding it, pressing it against his chest as he closed his eyes. Breathlessly he continued, "and I won't let it go so long again." He opened his eyes, turning to her. "No matter how busy you are."
She smiled, "I'm going to hold you to that, Mr. Nott."
Saturday Morning
Hermione stretched as she opened her eyes and glanced at the bedside clock. It was six-forty-five. She yawned and glanced back at Theo to find he was still sound asleep. Realizing he would be awake soon and remembering she had no food in the apartment, she slid out of bed, deciding she would quickly run out and grab bagels and coffee.
Ten minutes later she had taken a quick shower, brushed her teeth and quickly dressed. Finding Theo still asleep, she dashed out the front door, hoping to have everything ready for him to have a breakfast in bed lie in. He always fixed breakfast and she wanted to surprise him.
Wishing she had worn a coat, she shivered and rubbed her arms as she walked up the street to the corner bakery. It was only a few blocks and she enjoyed stretching her legs rather than apparating.
As she walked, an uncomfortable feeling began to come over her..a feeling of being watched. She breathed out a sigh of relief as she stepped into the bakery. She walked up to the counter and placed her order unaware of the dark figure hovering across the street, watching her every move.
Rabastan Lestrange kept his eyes on the mudblood as she made her way down the street. Hidden in an alley perpendicular to her street and her apartment, he kept himself tucked out of view in his dark robes as his eyes stayed glued to her petite form. He took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air as he looked to see where her wand might be hidden. He didn't get outside much as he and the other Death Eaters in hiding were holed up in various safe houses around England. But, the Death Eaters and their supporters were once again on the move. The blasphemy being published and whispered as truth had given the terrorists the impetus to move. It was time to do something drastic, it was time to remind the public of the truth. Mudbloods were trash and destructive to the very fabric of the magical world.
As he watched her from across the street, hatred boiled within him. He scowled as she smiled and spoke with the pretty little blonde witch behind the counter. He watched as the mudblood placed her order and had the freedom to walk on the street, the freedom to live a free life as she corrupted the minds of the magical world around her. She was a cancer who was malignantly moving her way around through civilization, spreading her disease. He hated her. It was not fair that he, a pureblood from a practically noble family, was forced into hiding as if he were the danger.
He tossed his muggle cigarette aside as he stepped back into the shadows, watching her as she made her way back towards her apartment. Just when she was about to walk past the corresponding alley across the street from him, he gave the signal, shooting a small spark into the air.
Hermione was eager to get back to the apartment. She had her hands full with the bag of bagels, cream cheese, bottle of orange juice, cut fruit and two large coffees. She cast a hover charm to handle the bag so that she could focus on just carrying the two coffees. As she started to walk back, she had the feeling of being watched creep over her once again. Deciding on caution, she decided she should apparate back. She paused to grab her wand when something caught her attention. A spark, a flash of light across the street. She thought she saw a dark robe as well but before she had a chance to move or act, blackness came over her.
Theo rolled over reaching for Hermione to pull her close and was disappointed not to find her warm body next to him. He looked at the clock and was shocked to find it was almost nine am. He never slept this late. He lazily slid out of bed and used the bathroom before heading to the kitchen to look for his witch. He was surprised, but not overly concerned, to find her not in the apartment. He opened the cabinet disappointed to find there wasn't any coffee. It occurred to him she had probably run to the market. He went back to the bathroom and took a quick shower fully expecting her to be back when he was finished.
A trace of concern and worry began to overcome him when it was nine-forty-five and she still wasn't back. Thinking she might be visiting the Potters, he tossed floo powder into the fire place and floo called Grimmauld Place. Ginny stepped out of the kitchen greeting him with a surprised look telling him Hermione was not there and had not been by. He thanked her and said she was probably at the store and that he was sorry for worrying her.
Fifteen minutes later he was really starting to worry when Harry floo'd into the flat. "Is she back?" Harry asked, his voice concerned.
Theo shook his head, "No and it's not like her to leave without a note." The two wizards stared at each other, both thinking the same thing and neither one wanting to say it out loud.
"How long do you know for a fact she has been gone?" Harry asked, his Auror training causing him to start thinking about what to do next.
Theo looked at the wall clock. "I woke up just before nine..sooo, maybe an hour and fifteen minutes? But she could have been gone longer. I have no idea what time she got up or when she left. I never sleep past eight." He sighed with irritation. "I just, I just don't know." He looked at Harry, desperately wanting Harry to reassure him that she was fine. That this was something she used to do..going off and disappearing in the morning sometimes.
Harry sighed heavily. "We might be totally overacting, but with those articles and everything that's happened the past few days..I think we need to consider the possibility something has happened and we need to take action."
Theo's heart started to race as panic began to overcome him. He had to force himself to maintain control. A few deep breaths helped. He wouldn't do Hermione any good if he couldn't calm himself. He needed to be part of the solution, not part of the problem.
His respect for Harry Potter grew with every minute as Harry methodically worked out a plan. This was clearly a wizard who could handle himself under duress.
Harry turned to Theo. "First, can you floo Malfoy and see if he knows anything? See if he's gotten any more letters? Maybe there's a ransom letter or something sitting in his owl post box that he hasn't seen yet. I'm going to floo my office and talk to the crew on duty this weekend. "
Theo nodded and threw powder into the fireplace. "Draco's flat," he stated as he stepped in and disappeared. Harry followed right behind and went to the ministry. The apartment sat quiet for about a minute before Draco, Luna, Lexie, Leonard and Theo all came back in through the floo once again.
Draco yelled out, "Yo, Granger, you here?"
Theo rolled his eyes. "I'm telling you, something has happened. I just know it!"
Draco turned back to his best friend and then looked at Luna. "Luna, love. Do you mind flooing to the Manor and grabbing Severus? Tell him what has happened. He might be able to help." Luna nodded and threw powder into the fireplace, "Malfoy Manor." Just like that she was gone. Draco stared into the floo behind her, deep in thought. "I can't just stand here. I'm going to go look for her."
Lexie nodded at Draco. "I'm coming with you," the American witch stated in a tone not to be argued with. Draco could tell by her expression there was no point in even trying.
Leonard's voice was concerned. "Lexie, I don't want you out there. It's not safe!"
She looked back at her Dad. "I'll be fine, Daddy. I'll be with Draco and no one has any reason to come after me. Hermione's my friend, I can't just sit here." Her voice shook with her words, her tears and panic bubbling just beneath the surface. Draco took her hand and pulled her out the front door, eager to start searching.
Leonard and Theo stared at the door after it closed and looked at each other, both at a loss for what to do next. Within a minute, Luna and Severus came through the floo. Severus looked at Theo. "Tell me everything."
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