Hermoine's Cabin Fever Hermoine
walked to class at a feverish pace. She was agitated. She hasn't been
able to go down to the cabin and see her tall, hairy friend in weeks.
The OWL exams had consumed most of her free time, causing her to long
for the tender embrace of his love.
She sat in Potions and stared longingly into space.
She thought of his warm tongue on her face. It made her hot. Her eyes
danced with the thoughts of all the nasty things she wanted to do with
him in that steamy little cabin. She ran quickly out of Potions,
ignoring Snape's attempt at deducting 10 points from her house. She
even ignored Harry and Ron, who were curious as to why she had broken
into a small sweat in class. Hermoine's heart quickened as she got to the cabin's doorstep. She knocked on the door, and heard a rustle inside. Her thighs quivered with anticipation as Hagrid came to the door.
"Oye! Ey there 'Ermoine!" bellowed the gentle giant.
"Hi... Hagrid" she wimpered, her cheeks flush with ecstasy.
"Well There me girl, Fang has been waiting all week for you."
The sound of her lover's name made her moan. She would finally get to spend a few pleasurable hours with the hottest male in Hogwarts: Fang.