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NAUGHTY GAMES	By : Mistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 21760 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Took a little, but chapter nine is finally up. Miss your reviews, guys. Enjoy and please tell me what you think.
Morning classes passed quickly and the Great Hall filled up quickly with students and teachers for lunch.
- “It’s about time you showed up, mate. What was taking so long?” Harry asked with a smile, looking at his best friend.
- “Auror training is tough, man. It doesn’t leave much time for anything else, but now I finally have few weeks to prepare for my NEWTS. Will you help me, Mione? With the amount of classes I missed, I don’t know if I’ll be able to catch up. Especially in potions” Ron mumbled, taking another bite of his fried chicken. “Though without Snape teaching it this year, I might still have a chance.”
Hermione smiled, taking a quick glance at the teacher’s table – “I’m afraid you’re out of luck, Ronald. Professor Snape is back to teaching potions. Slughorn quit last week.”
- “Bloody hell” They laughed, watching Ron’s ears change color to the bright red.
- “Don’t worry, I’ll help. You’ll still need to study a little, but I’m sure he’ll be more lenient this year.”
- “What makes you say that?”
- “Just a lucky guess” she blushed a little, throwing another glance to the teacher’s table.
Ron followed her with his eyes – “What is this? Is he smiling?” he turned to Harry “Did you see that, mate?”
- “Yea, I know. He’s been doing more of that lately.”
- “Why? Is he getting laid or something?”
- “You have no idea” Harry laughed.
- “Damn, never thought that something like that might be possible. So who’s the lucky wizard?”
- “What makes you think he’s gay?”
- “Don’t know. I guess I never thought that he might like ether one, but surely no witch in her right mind would ever agree to shag him.”
Harry and Hermione exchanged a knowing look. – “I think I should tell you something” Hermione said. “And brace yourself, it’s not gonna be pleasant for you.”
Ron looked at both of his friends and shook his head in disbelief – “If you’re about to tell me what I think you’ll tell me, at least have a decency and wait till I finish my chicken, because I think I’m gonna be sick.”
- “Don’t be a hypocrite, Ronald. You know he’s not as bad as he looks.”
- “But shagging him? Come on, Mione. The man is a git. Yeah, he’s brave and what not, but that doesn’t make him any less of a git. Please, as if it wasn’t enough when Harry told me about him and Malfoy, now you have to go and rub some salt into my wounds?”
- “If you think that’s bad, just wait till you hear more news” Hermione giggled, looking at Ginny who observed their conversation without saying a word.
- “There’s more?”
The next moment, a big eagle owl made its way into the hall and dropped an envelope into Ginny’s hands. Ginny quickly opened it, read the letter and smiled.
- “What are you smiling about?” Ron asked his sister, but didn’t hear any answer and turned to Harry “What is she smiling about?”
- “Mate, I don’t think I should be the one to tell you this…”
- “What in the bloody hell is going on?”
- “Oh for fuck’s sakes, Ron. I have a date tonight.” Ginny said, rolling her eyes.
- “With whom?”
- “With a wizard”
- “Which one?”
Ginny sighed with irritation and shook her head.
- “Look at the envelope, mate” Harry told him. Ron grabbed an envelope from Ginny’s hands.
- “Bloody hell. Why does it have a Malfoy’s crest on it?” He turned his head to Harry “Are you both shagging ferret?”
- “Don’t call him that, Ron. And no we are not both shagging Draco” Harry laughed, waiting for his friend to finally add two and two together.
- “Then why is he writing to her?”
- “He’s not, Ron” Hermione exclaimed.
- “Then who….”he stopped in the middle, as the answer finally dawned on him. “Now I think I’m really gonna be sick” he slapped his hand over his mouth and ran out of the hall towards the nearest bathroom.
- “That went well” Hermione laughed. “Do you think he’ll be ok, Ginns?”
- “Oh, I think he’ll live” Ginny said. “My brother needs to grow up already. And I need your closet” she said, turning to Hermione.
- “You got it, girl.”
- “See you in class, Harry” both witches said, as they made their way out of the hall.
- “So, by the smile on your wizard’s face I think it’s safe to assume you’ve made up?”
- “Oh yeah, we’re good. What about you? What was that letter all about? Lord Malfoy is getting impatient?”
- “Private dinner at the mansion” Ginny said, batting her eyelashes.
- “Ooh, that’s gotta be good. You’re welcome to explore my closet any time.”
- “Thanks, girl.”
They walked into Charms and opened their books, as professor Flitwick made his way into the classroom.
Suddenly, a feeling of strong need washed over Hermione like a wave. She tried to ignore it, but it only grew stronger. She crossed her legs, feeling her nickers getting wet. Her face flushed with a thought of someone with a delicate sense of smell being able to feel her arousal.
- “Why are you fidgeting around?” Ginny asked, giving her friend a surprised look.
- “Oh my God, Ginns. You don’t understand” Hermione whispered.
She asked professor to excuse her, practically running out of the classroom and into the nearest bathroom. She locked the door of the cabin and sat down, removing her damp nickers. Her fingers found their way into her throbbing pussy in hopes of completion. Ten minutes in, she was still trying to make herself go. Feeling wouldn’t go away. With shaking legs, she gathered her stuff and quickly made her way to the dungeons, hoping Severus was not in Potions. She knocked and let out a sigh of relief when he opened the door.
- “Hey, what’s going on?”
- “Severus, I need you. Right now” she breathed out, as her hands went under his robes and straight to the fly on his trousers.
- “Hermione, I have a class in fifteen minutes”
- “Then you’ll have to hurry up.”
Astound, he didn’t say anything. Pulling his pants down, he warded the door and pushed her to the wall. He pulled up her skirt and pushed her knickers to the side. – “You’re so wet”
- “Yes, please just fuck me.”
- “Hermione”
- “Please, Severus.”
He gave her a little smile, stroked himself a few times and slipped into her. He kept moving his hips in steady rhythm until he felt her body starting to shake and pulled her closer into him to prevent her from falling. Hermione screamed out, as her feeling of need subsided and she was brought to a completion with a series of his powerful thrusts. His own orgasm came just a few moments after. He breathed out heavily, putting a cleaning charm on both of them.
- “What are you doing to me, witch?”
- “I don’t know what came over me, but I’m glad it did, because it was amazing.”
- “Indeed. Will you be ok now, because I’m getting late to my class.”
- “Yeah, I’ll be fine” she giggled. “I’ll see you later.” She gave him a little peck on the cheek, gathered her stuff and went to her next class. She met with Ginny in Transfigurations.
- “What the hell happened to you?”
- “I have no idea. I just needed to have sex so much, I couldn’t take it.”
- “What?” Ginny’s voice rose to the high pitches.
- “Keep your voice down” Hermione hissed, giving her friend a meaningful look. “I don’t want the whole school to know.”
- “Sorry” Ginny whispered. “I’m just in a little bit of shock. Didn’t you have enough? You didn’t even show up for breakfast.”
- “Of course I did. I just… I don’t know what got into me. Anyway, now I feel good, so…”
- “Thank gods for that” Ginny laughed. “You are starting to remind me of Lucius.”
They both laughed and opened their books respectively, noticing large Tabby cat entering the room.
Most of the class went fine. After all, Transfigurations always was one of her favorite subjects. Well, Transfigurations and potions of course. Though many could say that Severus’ teaching techniques left much to be desired. Class wouldn’t go by without him leashing out on someone for their poor work and lack of listening skills. Somehow their first year came to mind and she couldn’t suppress a smile, remembering the famous speech he gave them. No one knew about her magic dicto-quill that was stashed in her oversized bag, taking notes when she couldn’t. Something that Harry tried to do in front of Severus and of course failed miserably. Hell, she still had that speech written down and stashed among one of many notebooks she collected over the years.
And who could’ve known then, that their hated, iron-fisted professor would prove to be so brilliant in other areas, not related to potions. The thought of him returned the feeling of need she felt earlier and she shifted a little, taking a quick glance at her watch.
- “Why are you fidgeting again?” Ginny whispered.
- “I… I don’t know. I have this feeling again.”
- “What? Again?”
- “Yes, I… Oh my God” she whispered, crossing her legs tightly. The state of extreme need returned with a feeling of a hot mouth on her clit. Like someone continued to lick it with perseverance of a child with a tootsie roll.
- “Are you ok?” Ginny whispered, putting her hand on her friend’s knee and giving her a slight shake.
- “No” Hermione breathed out, trying her hardest not to sneak her hand under her skirt to feel if there really is someone’s mouth in there. She looked at her watch again.
- “Miss Granger, are you in a hurry?” Professor Macgonagall asked without turning her head. The woman’s hearing was indeed cat-like.
- “Of course not, professor.”
- “Then maybe you’ll indulge us into a little demonstration of what we have covered in today’s class. I’m sure if someone can do it, it’s you.”
Ginny saw her friend’s eyes getting bigger as dark red color spread all over her face. She moved her hand quickly to her friend’s inner thigh and feeling how wet she was, raised her hand.
- “Professor”
- “Yes, Miss Weasley.”
- “Why does it have to be Hermione again?”
- “I beg your pardon?”
- “You’re saying, if anyone could show what we’ve learned today, it’s her. Well that’s old news, isn’t it? I think someone else should be given the same chance.”
- “Who I choose in my class, Miss Weasley is completely up to me, but since you’re so eager today, please be my guest” she said, motioning Ginny to come forward.
Ginny got up and threw a quick glance at her friend.
- “Thank you” Hermione whispered.
- “Don’t mention it”
Hermione spent her next fifteen minutes casting one silent scourgify charm after another till the bell rang and she was able to pick up her stuff and run, thanking Merlin that it was her last class for today. She quickly made her way to the dungeons, but it seemed professor Mcgonagall had her own things to discuss with the Headmaster.
By the time she reached Gryffindor tower, her body was shaking so hard it was a miracle she could still walk. She slipped through the common area, hardly noticing Harry, Draco and Ron and snuck into her room. Forgetting to ward the door, she threw her bag in the corner and quickly went to the shower.
Satisfaction from her own hand was nowhere near as good as the one from Severus’ cock, but it made her arousal subside a bit and she was able to step out of the shower without fearing about her legs giving out any moment.
She took a deep breath, wrapped herself in a towel and walked into the room. She couldn’t suppress a smile, looking at three concerned wizards on top of her bed.
- “What are you doing here, guys?”
- “You ran past us without so much as “hi” Draco stated.
- “So you decided to invade my room without even thinking of knocking?”
- “Well, yeah. By the sounds that you made in the shower, I thought I’d give you a… helping hand, but mister and missis Perfect here decided against it” Draco drawled.
- “Hey, who are you calling Missis?” Ron hissed at the blond. “We were just worried, that’s it. Are you ok, Mione?”
- “I’m fine, Ron. I was just…”
- “Horny?”
- “Draco!!!” Harry yelled, smacking his boyfriend with a pillow.
- “What? I was only being a good friend” Draco laughed, shielding his head with his arms.
- “Ok, you three Muppets. You can stop now. I’m fine.”
- “You sure you don’t need any more… help? You know what they say, a friend in need is a friend indeed” Draco said, moving his eyebrows up and down.
- “No thanks. Besides, if I need a helping anything, I know who to turn to.”
- “About that” Ron said, shrugging his shoulders “I wanted to apologize for what I said earlier. You know you’re like a sister to me. I just have hard time adjusting to the fact that it’s him, but if you think he’s good for you then I guess you’re right. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that you can always rely on my help.”
- “And mine…” Draco gave her a wink “Especially in the shower.”
- “Prat” Harry laughed, giving him another smack with a pillow.
- “I got it. Thank you guys. I love all of you. Now get out and let me change.”
- “Yeah, get your arses out of here. We both need to change” Ginny said, walking into the room.
- “Hot date with Dad?” Draco chuckled.
- “You’re not against it or anything, right?” Ginny asked with concern.
- “No, love. Whatever makes you both happy.”
- “Thanks”
- “Does it matter how it makes me feel?” Ron asked, curling his lips in disgust.
- “No” Ginny and Draco said in unison.
- “Any suggestions for me?” Ginny asked the blond wizard.
- “Don’t stress yourself, love. You know it won’t stay on for too long, so I’m sure whatever you choose should be fine.”
- “What he’s trying to say Ginns…” Harry chuckled “is that you will look good in anything.”
- “Thanks Harry, that’s really nice. What do you think, girl?” They all turned their heads to Hermione.
- “I think…” she panted “I really need to see our Headmaster. And the faster, the better.”
- “Again?” Ginny couldn’t believe her eyes.
- “Yes, again. Just call him, would you?”
- “What do you mean again?” Harry asked with concern, helping Hermione on the bed and covering her with a blanket. “I thought you just… you know… in the shower.”
- “I did, but it’s… agh, just call him, ok?”
- “Are you sure? Cause we can all go and you can do it yourself, I mean what if he’s in the class?”
- “Harry don’t be daft, I did it myself in the shower and you’ve seen how long it lasted. Now please stop talking and call him.”
- “Fine. Let’s go” he said, taking Draco’s hand.
- “Sure you don’t need our help, love?” Draco smiled
- “Get out, both of you” Ginny said, pushing them to the door. “You too, Ron”
- “Fine, no need to get violent.”
She pushed them out and turned to her friend. – “Girl, I think you’ve been cursed.”
- “I think so too, but who’d do something like that?”
- “I don’t know. Not like that bitch Lavender is still around. You need to see Poppy or talk to Severus. One of them should have something to reverse it.”
- “I need to do much more than just talk to Severus.”
- “Yeah I get it, but eventually. You can’t go on like that.”
- “Like what?” they heard Severus’ low voice, as he entered the room.
- “Severus” both witches exclaimed.
- “Hermione needs your help” Ginny smiled, picking an outfit out of the closet. “And I need to go, before I’m late to my date with Lucius.”
- “Give my best to him, will you?” Severus drawled, starting to unbutton his robes.
- “Will do” Ginny said, closing the door behind her.
- “So I heard there’s a damsel in distress” he said, taking off his clothes. He laid on the bed and rolled on top of her, possessing her lips with his own.
- “It seems so” Hermione whispered, her need of him leaving her breathless.
- “Always happy to help. Tell me what you need?”
- “I want to feel your mouth on me”
- “Your wish is my command” he smiled, trailing his kisses lower until he reached her moist folds.
Hermione screamed out, as he took her clit in his mouth and sucked on it. His fingers entered her hot channel and it wasn’t long before her body was thrashing and twisting under his skillful hands and hungry mouth.
Ginny looked at herself in the mirror and saw her reflection winking playfully. Beige chiffon blouse looked almost transparent and went perfectly with black leather skirt and strappy hills and black little clutch, making her look elegant and sexy at the same time. Putting a little makeup on and giving herself one last appraising glance, she apparated to the gates of the Malfoy manor.
She rang the bell and gave Rosie a warm smile when elf opened the door almost momentarily.
- “Hello Rosie, I’m here to see your master.”
- “Rosie knows, miss. Please come in” she invited.
- “Thank you” Ginny said, taking a quick look around. “Is he busy with someone?”
- “No miss, but he asked if you could go and wait for him upstairs.”
- “Upstairs?”
- “Yes miss. Would you like Rosie to show you the way?”
- “No, thank you. I think I’ll be able to find it on my own” Ginny smiled, curiosity getting the best of her. Rosie smiled back at her and disappeared with a soft pop.
It took all her willpower to not run upstairs. Thinking that Rosie can reappear at any moment, she took a deep breath and crossed the room, slowly making her way to the second floor.
She opened the door and had to suppress a loud gasp. In the corner of the room stood a table with a meal served for two, bucket with ice and the bottle of champagne in the middle of it. She turned her head to the bed and stared at the jaw dropping, picture of Lucius laying naked in the middle, his arms tied with the silk black scarfs to the bed posts.
- “Hello darling. What would you like first, dinner or dessert?” he said, giving her a seductive smile.
- “Screw dinner” Ginny breathed out, fumbling with the buttons of her blouse.
She saw him close his eyes for a second and the next moment felt her clothes disappear, leaving her in black lacy lingerie and hills.
- “Better?”
- “Much.”
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