I do not own these characters, nor like them. If you enjoy Harry Potter you might enjoy the other side of Hermione's character. Reviews are accepted but understand that is just the introduction.
The Muggles of Pain
Introduction
Hermione Granger opened the door to her bedroom and almost closed her right foot in the jam slamming it shut. Her parents who were simple muggles never understood her thoughts. At best they tried and horribly failed in her eyes. She slumped on her bed and took out her mini wand that she secretly bought in the forbidden alley. "Well at least I have you," she said looking down at the fat little white wand. "Vibratio," she sung out.
There was a knock at the door some time later and a soft woman's voice spoke through the pine door. "Oh, darling, we are leaving for the corner store." No response on Hermione's part as she lay naked in a spell of ecstasy. Since her expulsion of Hogwarts four years earlier she had hid from the world and conducted much of her schooling by herself but nothing could have been taught to her to let her know of how to handle the next situation.
The door slowly opened the woman who spoke earlier poked her head in a bit. To her amazement and maybe delight she saw Hermione spread across her red oak canopied bed naked, her frizzled dirty brown hair thrown roughly about her pillow. The woman opened the door more to get a better look and was amazed how she could have gotten this beautiful. Her eyes lowered starring at Hermione's hairless mound. Her saliva grew heavy in her mouth and her vagina secreted such a wealth of cumm that it was starting to make wetness appear were the woman was rubbing her slit through her yellow flower sundress.
"Well, dear pretend daughter, it is time we show you the real world," the woman evilly screamed ramming her thumb up into her loosened asshole.
Hermione snapped out of her self induced spell just to see the woman she called mother griping the telephone cord. "What the fuck," Hermione screamed as the woman wrapped the cord around her thin neck. Hermione reached out her left hand to summon her real wand but they were not moving. A second person was holding them down; their knee pushing hard against her young vulva. Her eyes met with the second perpetrator, it was Harry!
"You little bitch," he screamed like a little girl. "All those years I made passes at you and you never even gave my cock a second thought. Well now is my chance to show you," he yelled, "releasio." His zipper came down and a small wrinkled cock dropped from his pant's entrance.
"Show this, you little wizard," a high pitch moaning voice sung through the house. All of Hermione's wizard books flew from their resting places and crashed into the nerd of wizards. He fell to the floor and curled up in a fetal position, sobbing like a little bitch. "And they say I moan," the apparition exclaimed as his zipper drew its self up, catching Harry's shriveled penis in its metal teeth.
"For a ghost you are pretty decent," the mother said tightening the cord around Hermione's neck till her eyes rolled back in her head; "now we shall have two to teach. The girl went limp as the muggle mother released the cord and checked her adopted daughter's pulse. "Still alive and ready for more," she grinned back at Moaning Myrtle, "shall we," Mrs. Granger said.
"Yes, lets," Moaning Myrtle wailed in a venomous laughter.