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Chapter 2; Ivory Slickness
Disclaimer: As per usual… I don't own Harry Potter, any of its characters, settings, yada, yada, yada. The person with that happy power is J.K. Rowling. (Luckyyy).
Summary: Hermione catches Ginny out at night without permission. Oddly enough, this does nothing to dismay her lust. M for femmeslash… Read if you like. Don't if you don't. As always… R &R Plz!
"So, Granger, apparently it is beneath Miss Head Girl to show up for her duties on time."
Hermione flushed pink, trying to conceal the anxious and throaty after-sex tone that her voice held. "I'm sorry, professor… I'll try not to be late again."
Snape's eyes flashed a black menace and she tried to break the eye contact that she knew he required to perform his special little mind-tricks. He let out a low hissing noise and swooped away, bat-like as ever, leaving Hermione to hurry after him. She wiped at her cheeks cautiously, feeling that they were definitely growing to be hot-pink, and sighed feverishly. How often had she told Ginny that she needed to do her duties? The Head Girl smiled, thinking of the very first time they had had one of their… "Encounters". Snape had been furious then, too. Who knows? Maybe the guy just had an everyone-is-getting-screwed-but-me foulness to him that he had to deal with.
On any account, it had been worth it. Seeing that pure look on Ginny's face. The look of submission. Not that Hermione was in any way a sadist, but anyone would have moaned out in pleasure from being on top of that.
Missing a step, Hermione tripped slightly and was brought out of her daze by a wand tip suddenly illuminating in front of her face. Something flashed across the hallway in front of her.
"Student!" Snape
bellowed down the hall. "Granger!" Snape hissed back at Hermione,
"Go see what that girl is doing."
Hermione stood blankly at
his side. A note jarred somewhere in the back of her brain… Hoping
she was wrong, she took a few steps to where she was even with Snape.
She peered around the black caped man and saw a streak of white and
gold go flying into a nearby cupboard. She took a step towards the
door, and nervously pried it open, her heart suddenly beating
somewhere near her vocal chords. Don't let that be Ginny…
Having pulled open the door, the darker girl sighed in frustration as her red-headed lover smiled weakly up at her.
"Ginny… Wonderful."
"Move out of the way, Granger." Snape pushed her aside haphazardly, "Ah… Miss Weasley… It is four hours past your curfew…" He placed a sour expression on his face that did not completely hide his glee. "Why out and about so late?"
Ginny's normally angelic face slid into a caricature of unpleasant loathing. "I had to go to the restroom, Professor." Her last three syllables hissed and echoed across the mostly deserted corridor, leaving a feeling of dryness that cracked in anticipation. Hermione found herself clutching at her robes, unaware as to how they got there. She quietly let the soft, black fabric slide to her thighs, still moist in longing and lust, while the color left Snape's hooked-nose face. She could see his beetle-black eyes moving across Ginny's face, calculating, deciding on a punishment for being out-of-bounds at 1:00 in the morning. The normally patient and even-tempered Head Girl felt her pulse soar though, as Snape's evil, pallid face slid slightly down, as he examined the green-eyed girls figure through her dressing robes.
"Professor," she snapped at him. "Perhaps it would be best if I just escorted Ginny to the ladies room and back to the dormitory. You could send word of her punishment to Professor McGonnagal tomorrow during breakfast." She stared into him in a challenging matter, and was not completely surprised when he allowed it.
She led Ginny off to the seventh floor, enraged that Snape had the balls to even look at her girlfriend right in front of her.
But that was the thing… Nobody knew she was Ginny's lover. So she couldn't really explode on people for looking at Ginny while Hermione was around… After all, why would the perfectly smexy red head date the darker bookworm?
She sighed quietly; all it really came down to was that her girlfriend was hot… She would just have to face the obnoxiously perverted glances her lover merited and think of ripping every one of their slimy little faces off later… When she was in bed…
"You know… I was coming down to see you… I'm sorry if I got you in trouble…" Ginny brushed her hand against Hermione's, swinging loosely at her side. "But you look so amazing after sex… Especially in that…"
Hermione looked down, her robes were all mussed up, as was her hair and her skirt was twisted slightly off center. One sock was pulled up higher than the other and her tie was crooked. A light white film coated her right hand and some of her left.
A new feeling wound its way through her abdomen, twisting through the anger and frustration. It was the start of the emotion she knew to be insatiable lust, and her fingers let go of Ginny's hand to wind its way to her shoulder.
"Hermione?"
Ginny looked up at her girlfriend curiously, it wasn't like Hermione to come on to Ginny in the middle of a public place, especially when it involved breaking rules.
Hermione ducked through a tapestry hanging to their right, and the secret passage took them out right where she wanted it to. She whispered the word 'pine fresh' to a door on the wall, it swung open to reveal a room with a high ceiling and a giant swimming pool-like tub. The mermaid that generally splashed about in the painting on the wall was snoozing gently against a rock, her blonde hair fluttering with every wavering snore.
Ginny looked around, completely mesmerized by the giant stained glass windows and slick, ivory tile. A faint thrushing sound filled her ears and she looked over to see the brown haired girl opening a tap that filled the tub with creamy pink and white foam. It smelt of strawberries and crème and instantly, Ginny was enthralled.
Hermione walk gracefully over to Ginny from the tap and slid off her robe sensuously. She gently tugged off her own robe and let it fall to the floor in a neat heap of black and red. Her tannish fingers traced down the buttons of the Head Girl shirt and slowly revealed a lavender bra with lace on the cups. As she peeled of the gray button up, Ginny had to take a quick inhalation of breath. Hermione's nipples were hard and poking out of the beautiful purple lace. No, not poking… Throbbing…
The red headed girl extended her left hand and caressed the soft flesh of Hermione's breast. Without much hesitation, she reached around and unsnapped the back of the purple bra. It slid to the floor and the Head Girl opened her mouth on top of Ginny's.
All sense of morality was lost. Ginny hastily tore off her own clothing while Hermione squeamed her way out of the few articles that remained on her body. Ginny walked to the tub and slid her already wet and flustered body into the bejeweled water, allowing her toes to graze the glassy surface of the floor tile. Hermione sat on the edge and Ginny placed her hands on her girlfriend curvaceous hips to help her in. As Hermione sensuously crept into the water, wrapping her legs around the red head, Ginny kissed moans up the brown-haired girl's taught stomach. She took a protruding nipple in her mouth and nibbled lightly as her tongue worked circles around it. Hermione whimpered in wanting as Ginny's submerged hand teased her throbbing clit, running her nail across the tip of it and bringing her knuckles around the base of her wide open slit. She gently inserted a finger, a second, a third. Hermione's moan echoed around her in a beautiful way, enticing her further in and causing her mouth to suck harder on the brown-pink flesh in her mouth.
Hermione's lips found their way on to the base of the lighter girls' neck and she bit down as Ginny inserted a fourth finger. No problem, she could take four any day… A moan of unsurpassed pleasure burst through her lips. Ginny smiled as a rush of warm liquid swam about her fingers and kissed the red spot on Hermione's breast.
They pantingly brought their lips together.
"I hope no one heard that." Hermione giggled.
Ginny just nodded and smiled.
