Hermione and the forbidden lust (revisted and closed)

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Hermione sighed mournfully, she had just gotten out of her potions class and because she had been helping Harry with his potions for their midterm project, she had been paired up with him, Draco Malfoy. Oh how she hated him, he was so arrogant, conceited, and just plain evil. She sighed and laid down on her bed, waving a hand at the door, it shut. She would just have to get over it, if she wanted an A in this class. She wasn't quite certain what sort of potion she would be making but she waited for Snape to give his directions. He must've had it in for her or something because any idiot would know not to pair two enemies together.

It was after class, she waited for everyone to leave before standing beside his desk, "Um, Professor Snape I have a question..." she said boldly.
 
After bidding farewell to my group of close friends, I wait just out of sight, but well within earshot... Listening intently to Hermione plead with him to reassign her a new partner. Oblivious to her discomfort, Snape meerly said "You should be honoured to be paired with someone from a pureblood background for this assignment. Do you think any halfblood can mix the potion of venus. The potion which turns it taker into the ultimate sexual being."

As Hermione walked out of the class, her eyes brimming with tears, she walked into me. "Whats wrong Granger? Are you too good for me? Think you can do this without me? I am naturally gifted in this subject, I don't need help from filthy little mudblood whores."

Turning and walking away from Hermione, with that I'm good an I know it smile spread across my face.
 
Hermione was fuming on the inside. He had called her a whore! She was used to being called mudblood by now but whore, that was beyond inappropriate. She narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth to say something but watched as he walked away from her. Fine, she'd do this, just to show him how terribly smart she was.

Hermione stormed to her bedroom and did research on the Potion of Venus. There were many many side effects and she had no idea on whom to use it on. Certainly not herself for how could she examine the side effects on herself. She would have to ask Professor Snape tomorrow morning.
 
Over dinner, in the great hall, i was talking, laughing at jeering, occassiounally glancing over at you, with a mixed look of humor and ridicule. I flick my wand at a piece of parchment sitting beside me. It lands besides you. The note reads "Potion is started, no thanks to you. Snape will know about your lack of help!!!"

After desert I go and talk to Snape. You watch as we laugh and obviously flirt my favouritism infront of you.

Walking back to my chair, I walk behind you and whisper snidely in your ear "he knows"
 
Hermione frowned at the note and then rolled her eyes. She glared at Malfoy, "What on earth does he know Malfoy? I'm sure everyone would like to know." She took a bite of her biscuit as she waited for his response, narrowing her eyes. "I think he already knew he was going to assign me to you..."
 
Beckoning you towards the teachers table... I call you over... "Draco tells me you are refusing to help him, and has shown me his progress this far. Can I ask why you insist on refusing help from those with pure blood? Why you think you are superior to him? Meet me in my dungeon for detention after dinner."
 
"Because, earlier today when I tried to ask you a question, I couldn't very well do so because you ignored me..." she said accidently snapping at him. She sighed as he said he wanted to meet her in the dungeon tonight. Just great, how unbloody believeable! After dinner, Hermione told Ron and Harry that she would meet them later.

"Why?" ron asked

"Because, Snape wants to meet with me..."

"Oh Hermione, what did you do to upset him this time?" Harry asked

"Nothing!" Hermione said then glanced at her watch, "I should go..wouldn't want any points taken away.."

Finally, Hermione walked into the dungeon. "You wanted to see me professor Snape?"
 
"Miss Granger, how good of you to remember our date." I say with an unsuitable happiness.

"Now, according to Draco, you are refusing to help in make this potion. No doubt an insufferable know it all mudblood like yourself, can understand my upset when my strict instructions are not followed. I explained this potion was to be made as a team effort, and contributed towards your end of year marks, failure to comply with any of these instructions, will result in a FAILURE!!!"

"As such, since you do not want to help Draco, you and I are having private potions classes, until I am satisfied you have sufficient potions knowledge to pass this year."

My eyes and voice overflowing with delight as I watch absorb all the latest cruel blow dealt by me.
 
Hermiones eyes widened as everything he said hit her like a blow to the stomach by a forbidden curse which was only used by deatheaters and such. It was like a blur to her though as she felt nearly sick to her stomach just listening.

Words like 'failure' and 'private potions class'. This couldn't have been happening to her. Not to her, not to Hermione Granger!!! She was having a mental break down. Once again she tried to explain to him what had happened.

"Professor Snape, please I beg of you the only reason I hadn't helped Malfoy, erm I mean Draco was because I myself had no knowledge of what to do or how to go about it and yesterday when I tried to ask you, you wouldn't listen."
 
"SILENCE." I boom. "I do listen to my students. But I hear what they really want, and need. And it sounds to me Miss Granger that you need some discipline. You need to understand the value of these lessons."

"Now drink this." I say handing you a flask with pink smoke eminating from it. "It is a potion that will enhance your understanding during your detention." I say smiling.

Before you finish the last mouthful of potion, you become very aware of your arousal levels climbing at great speeds. Once you consume the potion, I ask "How do you feel?"
 
Hermione stared at the pink substance for a few minutes before swallowing this down, holding back the thoughts of 'isn't there some rule against students taking potions from professors, if not there should be. Especially if that professor is Snape.'

She felt light, almost like she had taken the muggle drug 'e'. "Um, fine..." she stammered, "am i supposed to feel different?"
 
"No... " I say walking behind you stroking your hair. "Hermione, you are a mudblood, as such, you are the lowest form of magical life... There is no escaping that... Now enough with the preliminary formalities..." waving my wand... binding you to your chair...

I walk in front of you... stroking your face... before slapping it sharply...

"You lied to me Miss Granger. I know how you should be feeling, and if you cant be honest about how you feel... How can I trust you to be honest about your school work??? Now... I'll ask you again... How are you feeling..."
 
This was definately against the rules, i-it had to be! Professors, especially ones who used to teach dark arts should NOT be allowed to give students potions, unless they were a nurse. She winced slightly as she felt him slap her cheek.

Tears strolled down her cheeks, hitting the burning skin. She bit her lip, "Odd.." It took a moment to register that just the slightest bit of touch on her skin was very...erotic, even if it was Snape.
 
"Thats a bit better..." my hand resting on your shoulder... "You see Miss Granger... There are 2 ways things can go from here... The easy way... or the hard way..." lightly touching the cheek I slapped.

Flicking my wand in your direction, your robe falls away, leaving you in just your plain white blouse, and grey skirt.

"Draco!!! Come out and meet your playmate...."

Draco steps out of one of the dark corners, a smile full of everything bad smeared across his face... "Well, well, well... If it isnt the mudblood whore..." Grabbing a handful of your hair "Enjoying the presence of 2 superior purebloods?"

Turning to Snape, Malfoy says "You sure about that potion? She wont remember anything???"

Snape says "Believe me Draco... She will remember nothing... She is yours to do with as you will... Just make sure you dont kill her..." Before walking out and leaving Draco alone with you in his dungeon.

Malfoy walks over to you and, using his wand like a knife, causes your blouse to fall open...
 
Though her body responded eagerly, her mind was still trying to be in control. "No, stop it Malfoy! You...you creton!!" She yelled glaring at him. She should've known better than to take anything made by Snape. That was like giving your soul to the devil for a period amount of time.

"Let me go, Malfoy or by the time this is all over, you're going to regret it!" Her eyes sent him daggers with her look of pure hatred.
 
Malfoys backhand comes into contact with your cheek again... "How dare you threaten me!!! You think you can stop me??? I know you want me to do this." Roughly pulling down your bra straps off your shoulders, pulling them down so your tits and nipples are now clearly exposed.

Malfoy is fixated by your tits, he pinches both of them simultaniously, as he leans in and kisses you, forcing his snake like tongue into your mouth...
 
Hermione thought she would gag. Her body responded though, to his touches whether they were rough or not. Tears streamed down her cheeks as the potion began to control her whole body forcing her to kiss Draco back. This was not what she wanted and definately not who she wanted it with!
 
Stepping back and absorbing the view, Draco smiling with satisfaction. Here is the one girl he despises, and knows despises him, her tits hanging there, her nipples errect, tears of fear and horror streaming down her face, yet her eyes bidding him to do more.

Draco walks over to you, grabs a handful of your hair, roughly pulls your head back, and says "Snape says 'You are mine! and I can do with you as I will.' What should I do with you??? Humiliate you? Punish you? Or just fuck you whenever I feel the urge?"

Releasing your head, he continues "That potion Snape gave you, was an age old potion, warlocks gave their cheating wives. It stops them from engaging in ANY sexual acts without constent of the person who donated a hair... And in your potion... that person was... ME!!!..."

Draco walk behinds you... kissing your neck as he rolls your nipples round in between his thumb and finger... as he whispers "So to tell me my whore... How are we going to consumate your servitude??? Considering I now own you!!!"
 
With all the strength that Hermione had (which wasn't much at all) she managed to ask, "Why are you doing this Draco? You hate me...why...I mean with me?" She sputtered out before gasping as if controlling her own actions that weren't meant to please Draco was as hard as lifting something heavy...WITHOUT a wand.

Finally, she answered Draco's question, "T-take advantage of me..use me as your personal sex slave..." Her eyes widened and more tears streamed down her cheeks as words kept spouting out of her mouth, "I I want to be your cum slut, treat me like the mudblood I am..." By now she was sobbing as she said one last thing, "I'm your mudblood whore, use me Draco."
 
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