Dreams Are Wishes Your Heart Makes
Summertime at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was in full swing. The
castle grounds were just right for spending a relaxing afternoon snoozing under
a giant oak tree, swimming with the giant squid, or taking a stroll in one of
the many gardens. NEWTS were only a month away, and the students were
constantly studying. The castle grounds were full of life on the weekends
though, and the Gryffindor trio could always be found near Hagrid's hut under
one of the many giant oaks on a Saturday afternoon.
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Hermione absently played with a blade of grass as her mind wondered. Potion
properties and complex charms occupied her brain at an unstoppable pace
nowadays. Harry and Ron were in a heated discussion about quidditch, and didn't
notice Hermione's zoned out state. Hermione snapped out of her world of potions
and charms when she saw Ginny approaching the group.
"Hey Ginny! Care to join us?" Said a happy Hermione. She was relieved
to have another female presence around the guys.
Ginny shook her head and said, "I have a better idea Mione, let's head to
Hogsmeade to look for some new dress robes for the Leaving Feast."
"Damn! Ginny I had almost forgotten about the Leaving Feast! I've been so
occupied with my Advanced Transfigurations project that the thought of dress
robes slipped my mind completely."
"Let's go then Mione! I have to get some too, and I need to find Harry
some shoes." The younger Weseley smiled a loving smile towards Harry, and
caught his eye.
"Ginny! Hey Love, I didn't hear you come up." Harry jumped up from
his seat at the tree trunk and went to Ginny's side. Giving her a quick kiss,
he stood in between the girls.
"Hello there Mr. Potter." replied Ginny.
Harry looked over at Hermione and asked, "And what are you two lovely
ladies plotting?"
With a giggle, Ginny said, "Mione and I are going to go to Hogsmeade to
look for some new dress robes."
Harry made a dreadful face and looked over at Ron. The boys fell into a fit of
laughs at the horrendous act of shopping. The last time they were roped into a
shopping trip they missed dinner in the great hall, because the girls took so
long!
Ginny and Hermione playfully hit Harry's shoulders at the same time and
Hermione said, "I know what that was about Harry, and if I remember
correctly, no one invited you two to go shopping with us!"
Laughing, the ladies set off for Hogsmeade and left the guys to continue in
their discussions of quidditch.
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Arriving in Hogsmeade, the ladies headed towards Madame Saphrine's Boutique.
Madame Saphrine sold the most beautiful robes of the highest quality. Hermione
always loved what she picked out for her, and stepping into Madame Saphrine's
was like stepping into a rainbow prism. Every color, fabric, or style you could
ever think of lined the walls of the shop. Reds, blues, golds, silvers, greens,
even oranges draped the shop's interior.
When the girls walked in Madame Saphrine was standing by the counter, fiddling
with a dress hem.
"Ah, ladies! It's been forever since I've seen you two! Hermione! Ginny!
It must be time for the Leaving Feast." Madame Saphrine hugged each of the
girls and stepped back to look at them. Hermione had grown a considerable
amount since the last set of robes she bought. Ginny was still as skinny as a
rail, but was becoming quite beautiful.
Hermione looked directly at the older witch and said, "Madame Saphrine,
the Leaving Feast is next month and we need dress robes for the occasion."
"Ah yes! I was wondering when you'd be coming to see me. Ginny, take the
blue dress and robes from the rack over there, they will compliment your hair
and skin tone perfectly. Hermione, come with me." Ginny set off to the
changing rooms with the most beautiful light blue silk dress robes and Hermione
obediently followed Madame Saphrine.
Madame Saphrine stopped in front of a beautiful golden dress that hung on the
farthest wall. "Hermione, this is your last year is it not?"
questioned Madame Saphrine.
With a mature air to her voice Hermione answered, "Yes ma'am, I'm
graduating this year."
Madame Saphrine looked at Mione with a twinkle in her eye, "This is a very
special occasion. I want you to be wearing this." Madame Saphrine took the
golden dress down and brought it out to Hermione for closer inspection.
The dress was a Grecian style with spaghetti straps. The bodice was gathered tightly
and fastened with a strip of metallic gold ribbon. The skirt was long, sheer,
and flowing - just right for dancing. The dress' color allowed light to bounce
off of it and make it look as if the skirt had millions of golden fairies
dancing upon it.
Hermione was in awe of the dress. "Madame Saphrine this is too beautiful!
May I try it on?"
Madame Saphrine smiled and said, "Of course dear, you know where the
changing rooms are."
Not to long after that Hermione and Ginny purchased their robes, Harry's shoes,
and headed back to Hogwarts.
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The weeks passed by quickly and before everyone knew it, it was the week of
NEWTS. Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday were test days for Hermione, and Friday
was the Leaving Feast. On Monday Hermione had her Potions final, on Tuesday
Charms, and Wednesday Herbology. Thursday was free for her because she had
taken Advanced Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall, and aced her project
so she was given a 300% for her final. Hermione laid back in an overstuffed chair
in her bedroom. Most likely every student in the castle was cramming for their
finals tomorrow, but Hermione was confident in her potions abilities. With a
sigh, Hermione stood up and headed to bed.
Safe under her covers, Hermione started to let her mind wonder.
'Why I am I so attracted to him? Snape of all people! Snape, the Greasy Git.
Snape, the Overgrown Bat. Snape, the man that has been occupying my dreams for
the last six months. That soft raven hair, those beautiful pools of black, and
that voice! Gods, what I could do to him!'
Hermione slammed her head back into the pillow.
'I am so sick of this! I have exactly a week left of my time here at
Hogwarts, and I have absolutely nothing to loose. Tomorrow, I have to impress
Snape. Thank Merlin that Professor Dumbledore said that all students could wear
anything they pleased the last week. Hopefully I'll have Snape drooling in less
then five minutes. '
Hermione turned over and fell into a deep sleep, awaking only when the sun rose
in the sky the next morning.
- - + - -
Hermione took a deep breath and headed into the dungeons. She had received
quite a few stares from the guys after leaving Gryffindor Tower, and relished
in each one. Making her way down a winding hall, Hermione found herself standing
in front of the Potions classroom. Sighing, Hermione walked in. As she headed
to the front of the classroom, Snape noticed her appearance and let out an
almost inaudible gasp.
Hermione wore a black silk halter top that hugged her lush breasts, a pair of
very tight and very low cut jean and some black leather boots covered her feet.
The once bushy hair now fell in soft chocolate ringlets down her back, that
looked just as if they ached to be touched. She gave Snape a small, seductive
smile and took her seat.
Snape regained his composure and started to talk as the clock struck nine
o'clock.
"This is to be your Potions NEWTS. No talking, no silly wand waving, and
absolutely no melting of any caldrons Mr. Longbottom!" said Snape in his
most no nonsense voice.
Neville visibly swallowed as Snape said this and adverted his eyes.
"The potion you all will be making is the Ars Dracaena. Complex, yes, but
that is the point. I need to see how well you have learned over the past seven
years. Now, get started! You will have only one break and that is one hour from
now. The potion, if done correctly will take three hours to make. Begin!"
snapped Snape, as he turned to take a seat at his desk.
From his seat he could openly stare at Miss Granger while she worked mercially
on her potion. Her soft hair fell into her face more than once, so she conjured
a hair tie to pull it back. Her liquid like movements amazed Snape. She was so
comfortable working on the potion.
'Damnnit Severus! You must not let your mind wonder like this! Remember the
last time you openly dreamed about Hermione. You had to sit behind your desk
for the rest of the class period.'
Snape couldn't help it as he watched her, his mind slipped into a day dream.
- - + - -
"Alright, time. Please leave your bottled potions at your workstations,
clean your area, and leave." said a very bored sounding Snape.
Hermione took her sweet time moving about her workstation, untill she was the
only one left in the room.
"Miss Granger, can you please tell me why in the name of Merlin it's
taking you so long?!"
"Oh, nothing Professor, I just wanted to make sure my area was spotless. I
know how much you distaste spots left on your tables." said Hermione.
Snape sighed dramatically and started pacing around the room looking at the
other potions.
Ah Draco, you did learn something. Miss Parkinson, you should have listened a
little more, but overall you did well. Mr. Longbottom, good, yes, good. Miss
Granger, perfect as always.
At that moment, Snape was admiring Miss Granger just as much as her potion.
Snape's gaze fell to rest on her ass as she bent over to store the cleaning
fluids under the workstation.
"Oh Gods!" Snape stammered as he saw a lacey black thong peek into
view as Hermione bent even lower.
Hermione twirled around to see Snape starring at her with lust in his eyes.
"Professor Snape, did you say something?" teased Hermione as she
walked closer to him.
"Why Miss Granger, I was just completmenting your apperence. The black
attire today really shows off your milky skin." answered Snape, in a
playful voice.
Hermione shivered at the sound of his baritone voice. She stepped up to him and
grasped his hand. Bringing it towards her mouth, she placed a soft kiss in the
palm of his hand. Snape interwond his fingers around hers and gazed at her with
much passion.
"Miss Granger, I do believe you are playing with fire here." As he
said this, Snape leaned his head closer to Hermione's.
"Oh Professor, I am always careful, and I shall not get burnt."
That's all it took. Her just couldn't resist her wit. Snape's lips found their
way to Hermione's and the exploration began.
Snape's tongue was forceful, yet gentle as he explored every corner of her
mouth. The taste of mint and a hint of chocolate graced his taste buds as they
continued on their mission. His hands came to rest on Hermione's hips and
inched her closer so they could continue their kiss.
Breaking the kiss, Hermione let her hands slide sensously over her professor's
torso, and back to his neck to unclasp his robes. Snape started to caress and
cup her ass, and play with the seams of her jeans. In an almost whisper,
Hermione leaned to Snape's ear and said, "Severus, I do believe you are
about to get a taste of the heat yourself."
Hermione grabbed his hand and lead him back to his desk, motioning for him to
sit down. She sat in his lap, and began to unbutton his shirt. Wiggling a
little as she went, she could feel Severus' erection press into her ass. Softly
letting a kiss slip from her moist mouth as she undid each button teased
Severus beyond belief. Finally reaching the end of the row of buttons, Hermione
took her warm hands and slid them around the cool pale skin that covered a very
chisled chest.
Feeling daring, Hermione then placed her mouth on Severus' neck and began an
assalt on his senses. Kissing her way around his neck, she moved to give him a
kiss. Tongues dueled once again, and Hermione knew Severus was really enjoying
this. Without warning, she stood up and reached for her wand. Severus was about
to complain when he heard her whisper a soft latin phrase, and felt cool air on
his thighs.
Hermione slid down infront of Severus, and placed her hand on his thighs. While
gazing at his face, she took his hard shaft in her hands. Severus moaned in
pleasure, and thought he would die as Hermione started to gently stroke him up
and down. Without looking away Hermione took the tip of her tongue and licked
the head of Severus' member. A loud moan enveloped the room as Hermione
engulfed the head of his penis in her mouth and swirled her tounge around it.
Severus placed his hands in Hermione's hair not to guide her minestrations, but
to hold on for dear life.
Hermione continued to pleasure Severus with her mouth as his hips started to
buck and he moaned incoherently. Smiling to herself, Hermione went for the gold
and swallowed as much as she could, and swirled her tongue up and down his
shaft. Within a matter of moments, Severus bucked and Hermione felt a warm
spurt of his salty cum hit her throat. After he finished, Hermione sucked him
clean, and crawled back up into his lap.
"Did you enjoy that Severus?" giggled Hermione.
"Gods woman, you are enough to drive me insane!" sighed Severus as he
leaned into a passionate kiss.
"Professor, there isn't enough fairy wings in the stores." said
Draco. Snape was brought abruptly back from his dream.
"Mr. Malfoy, check behind the frog livers. There should be more located
there." said Snape in a shaky voice.
'Severus, you knew better than to drift off! Now you are going to spend
another class period behind your desk.'
Author's Note: Hehe, I know I'm evil. I'll most likely add another chapter tomorrow. Oh, and yes, it was all a day dream. =]