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Chapter 2: Trapped

"Jesus, Snape can sure be an asshole when he wants to" Hermione muttered
angrily to Ron.
"Or when he doesn't want to" Ron said replied equally choked. They had
finally got out of a particularly long Potions class that had been extended
and extra 45 minutes. Way to long for a class, especially one that seemed
way to long to begin with.
"Poor Parvati had to stay back with Malfoy" Hermione said shaking her head
in pity.
"So are you going to go now?" Harry whispered anxiously to her and Ron.
"I suppose its best" Hermione said, with a slight shakiness to her voice.
Ron merely nodded.
Hermione was nervous, not the kind of nerves where it feels you have some
sort of fluttery critter in the pit of your stomach. Not the nervous
anticipation she has putting her hand up in class worrying you answer was
wrong or foolish. No. This was different, it was the fear of getting
caught. She had this only once before, when she had stolen the boomslang
skin from Snape's private cupboard back in second year. She would never
have thought she would have to go back in their. Especially for the same
ingredient, Harry's invisibility cloak had gone missing and of course Ron
and Harry's accusations both went straight to Malfoy, so again they must
get boomslang skin.
"A stupid reason" Hermione thought bitterly, "Risking expulsion, for this."
Ron was coming this time to keep watch, Since this time they didn't have a
diversion. Ron and Hermione waited, pretending to have taken time to get
their things, hid quietly behind a desk, until everyone left except Malfoy,
Parvati and Snape remained. When Parvati, Malfoy and Snape all had their
backs turned, Ron and Hermione made their move quickly and quietly as they
could, dashed through the door that lead to the basement. With Ron close
behind her Hermione looked around the familiar room in the far right corner
was the cupboard. Hermione jogged softly over to the cupboard, Ron looking
around nervously. She stopped at a fumbling sound. Her head jerked up
towards the door. Hermione and Ron stared at the door in horror as she sees
the door handle move.
"Hide" She hissed at Ron. They looked around fast. Their was hardly
anything to hide behind, she spotted a low table.
"There-"she started but he was already going there.
He slid under on his back.
She slid under and would have been resting right on top of him but her
shirt was caught on a nail under the table. So Ron was lying on his back
and Hermione was being held up just above him.
Snape had come in the basement and was searching around for something.
Hermione held her breath.
She felt a tingle on her left nipple. She looked down; Ron's finger was
lightly rubbing her nipple. A strange, dreamy look on his face.
His breath louder then usual, if she wasn't in a fit of shock she would've
made a sign pointing out Snape's extra keen sense of hearing. Instead she
stared helplessly at Ron who was staring and her chest still touching it.
She shivered slightly, it felt nice.
He brought his finger to the other one and was rubbing a bit more
vigorously. Trying her hardest to not increase her rhythm of breathing, she
shook her head trying to get Ron's attention for him to stop. Ron undid herblouse quickly ripping a few buttons. Under she had on a white lace bra
that did up at the front he undid that to. He stared at her breasts in a
satisfied kind of way, seeming to refuse to look her in the eyes, as if
thinking, "I can't see her say no, it's OK". He continued bringing his
mouth to her nipple teasing and sucking it slightly.
Still trying to figure out what the hell is going on Hermione stared in
confusing, shaking with a slight sense of sexual impulse, as Ron nibbled on
her soft supple breast. Hermione strained her ears to hear for Snape.
Praying silently to herself that he did not find them. Pulled out of her
thoughts by Ron doing the next most inappropriate thing for this situation.
He made his way pulling off her skirt and panties. He opened his zipper and
pulled down his boxers grinning.
Finally looking her in the eyes, she took her chance mouthing "stop".
He pretended not to notice. He slid two fingers into her. Still grinning to
her right now seems almost manically. He pumped his fingers in and out of
her, her head blanking Snape out and screaming in pleasure. She moved her
hips up and down as his fingers slid in and out, driving her wild. The
threads on her blouse that were holding her up were beginning to tear.
"Please" she mouthed again. "You want me to stop?" Ron whispered pushing in
three fingers now pumping in and out deeper. She let out, trying her
hardest to keep in, a moan. Her head saying "Yes stop, we'll get caught",
but her hormones screaming louder, "NO!" She shock her head, "No". He
pulled his fingers out, trying to regain her breath stared in surprise, and
he grinned applying a condom. She heard her threads break, that were
holding her up, and she fell onto him. He pushed himself into her. She
breathed loudly then remembered Snape who was still prowling around looking
for something. He wanted her bad, and she wanted him. She felt so good,
like she was going to explode. She wanted to scream, she could feel it at
her lips. Ron, who had been staring her in the eyes, saw this and pulled
head to hers the she let it out. His lips muffled the scream as she reached
the climax. He had too. She lay on top of him, they both trying not to
breath to hard. Snape had stopped to listen. Hermione could just imagine
it. Him finding them under the table. His slimy dripping face, seeing them
under the table. His greasy dripping voice. She didn't want to picture it.
But Snape had left. And slowly after getting dressed they left to, sneaking
past Draco and Parvati, completely forgetting about the boomslang skin.

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