Facing My Fears – a fanfic by cometobed

Chapter Two

"Where is he? Aren't the teachers supposed to teach us?"

"Where's Hermione?"

Voices drifted in from outside… waking Hermione up. Blinking open her heavy eyes, she realized the direness of the situation. She banged on Hagrid's skull, hoping he would wake up.

"'Ermione?" he mumbled, grabbing her boobie.

Hermione smacked his hand and shook his shoulders. "Wake up, Hagrid! You have a class – " she was cut off as Hagrid started doing her in the ass. She gave up and walked out of bed, leaving Hagrid to fuck his bed.

She quickly threw on her dress and Harry's invisibility cloak she had used to sneak out the night before. "I've got to go!" She slipped out of the back door, running to join her classmates.

The slam of the door seemed to wake up the horny half-giant, and he was left blinking stupidly; naked on the bed with a class right outside his hut.

God-bloody-damn it.

He rolled off bed and crawled into a large dress-like coat someone had gotten him as a Christmas present once. It wasn't great, but it would do, so he rose from the floor and walked regally out of the door.

"Good Mornin' Class!" He rumbled. Below his bushy eyebrows, his eyes were searching for a familiar person whose name rhymed with ermione. His eyes found her beautiful face, and his heart jumped. His mouth drooled. His ear twitched. His nose sang the national anthem.

She looked up at him through long, black eyelashes and smiled. She looked so sexy that memories of last night ran through his thoughts. He heard Malfoy snort and looked over towards the Slytherin section. They were pointing… down there. Hagrid looked down, and realized he had a problem on his hands. His large hands. They went so perfectly with his very large feet, and, well, you know what they say.

Hastily, he covered his lower area up with his robes, but it was too late. By then, the entire class had seen it, and Hagrid didn't know what to do – but then –

"Class," he boomed, and the giggling fell silent as many pairs of eyes stared at him. "We're doin' things a lil' diffirntly today. Professor Dumbledore couldn't find another teacher tha' was as well-suited as I was fer the job, so 'e gave it ter me. Today we will be learning Sex Ed – the muggle way."

Several sets of eyebrows shot up towards the heavens.

"Now this," he said, opening his coat wide so he was completely naked, "Is a penis. It impregnates a female during sex, in which the penis goes into a woman's vagina. 'Ermione," he said, waggling his fingers at her to come up to him. "You will help me demonstrate."

By now, the entire class was dumbstruck, and could only watch with gaping mouths as Hermione walked up to Hagrid and threw off her dress, revealing her naked body.

" Now watch closely class," said Hagrid, pumping in and out of Hermione. "What I'm doing right now is called sex. The sperm from my penis goes into a woman's vagina and travels to her uterus, where it goes into an egg. It then, over a nine-month period, will turn into a baby." The entire time Hagrid was talking, Hermione was moaning deeply and arching her back.

"Now, so you lot get a good idea of sex," said Hagrid loudly, "I will assign you each a partner and you will perform this act of pleasure."

Soon, the air was thick with moaning and heat was emanating from all around Hagrid. "That was great, darling," whispered Hermione huskily while they 'repeated the act of pleasure' again and again. "Thanks," said Hagrid, rather pleased with himself.

"Awesome lesson, Hagrid," said many sweaty students passing by him as they left. "Thanks," said Hagrid, grinning. "I know I enjoyed it."

"Hey, Hagrid!"

Harry and Ron were running over to them, both smiling like loons on loon tablets. "Thanks for the lesson, Hagrid," said Harry breathlessly. "I finally had Ginny!"

"A Pansy and I have decided to start a relationship," said Ron excitedly. They paused for a second, before they turned to each other, utterly stunned.

"You fucked Parkinson?" said Harry angrily.

"Hey, what about you sleeping with my sister?" said Ron, furious. They both glared at one other for a moment or two, in which Hermione and Hagrid began making out. The two boys stopping glaring at each other and began to stare at the unusual couple.

"Woah," said Ron, shocked. "Are you guys going out?"

Hagrid looked at Hermione, curious to know her take on their relationship, but she placed her hand on his and stated "Yes," firmly. Hagrid's heart soared with pleasure, and he inconspicuously stepped behind her and started doing her in the patootie as Harry and Ron looked on obliviously.

"Well," said Harry awkwardly. "Hermione and Hagrid's relationship really put things in perspective for me. I guess you and Pansy do have certain things in common."

Ron grinned. "Yeah, and Ginny's a good fuck. I mean…she's a good girl."

Just then, Harry's watch emmited a loud beep. "Oi, better hurry Ron, we're going to be late for Potions!" And with that they ran off to the vast castle in the distance, their nakey Quidditch bums winking in the sun.

"Don't you have to go as well, Hermione?" said Hagrid, looking at her.

"I've got more important things to do…" said Hermione, running a finger down his naked chest and grabbing his hand.

"Come on!"

It was Hagrid and Hermione's 4 month anniversary, and Hermione was again forced to cancel their date because she was sick.

"Ohhhh," Hermione moaned, running towards the toilets for the second time in that hour.

"Hermione, are you sure you're ok?" Ron called into the girl's dorm bathroom over the retching sounds.

"Just…a little virus…" she called back weakly before another wave of bile forced its way up her throat.

"That's it," said Ron finally, once Hermione had come down and thrown up on his potion's essay. "I'm taking you to the hospital wing."

"No, really! I'm – " But she couldn't finish, so he took her in his arms and carried her over to the castle and into the hospital wing.

"Goodness, Harry!" exclaimed Madame Pomfrey as Ron laid Hermione down on one of the beds. "What is the matter?"

"Hermione's sick," Ron said. "And also, my name is Ron."

Madame Pomfey made a tsking noise, but bent over Hermione to examine her.

"Well, I will do a few tests. Come back tomorrow – I will keep her overnight."

Ron sadly brushed a stray hair out of Hermione's face, but then he left, closing the door behind him.

Hermione woke up the next morning to a very hairy face peering down at her.

"How do ya feel?" said Hagrid anxiously.

"Better than ever," said Hermione, smiling weakly.

"I guess you just had a stomach virus," said Hagrid, relieved.

Hermione fidgeted a bit in her bed. "I guess…" she said doubtfully, just as Madame Pomfrey came in and announced, "She's pregnant!"

A:N/ Chyeah back with another double-edited chappie. Idk if I mentioned that we were combining chappies, but…we are. And, as an added bonues, double the love! D

xoxoxoxo,

charlie