So... heh... this is a bit, angsty for the leading ladies towards the end of this chapter but they work it out... heheh. New territory for me anyway...
Reviews encouraged.
When Minerva made it back to the hospital wing it was to find Narcissa laying face down on the bed between Gabrielle Delacour's legs, her arms around the young witches waist and her face pressed into the little blonde witches stomach. Even with her face hidden the sobs were loud and her body shook with the force of them as Poppy worked on healing the woman as best she could. Miranda Wells looked almost as distraught as Andromeda did as they witnessed what had happened to the youngest Black sister.
"I think I have seen enough. May I floo from your office Headmistress?" Miranda spoke softly and politely.
"Of course. Hermione should still be in the office to let you through." Minerva spoke seriously and the woman from the Wizengamot nodded before leaving.
Andromeda moved over to the bed and smiled slightly when Fleur gently relieved her of her sleeping grandson who settled easily on the French woman's shoulder. The older brunette moved and knelt beside the bed gently reaching out and stroking Narcissa's hair. The youngest sister's sobs quietened and she turned her head to look at her sister. Surprise settled on the youngest sisters face and Andromeda smiled gently.
"It's been a while Cissy." Andromeda spoke softly and Narcissa swallowed.
"I thought you hated me." Narcissa sniffled and Gabrielle took up stroking the witches hair.
"You're my baby sister. I've never hated you." Andromeda retorts gently.
"I'm ashamed that I can't say the same." Narcissa sobbed again the pain of her body only amplified by the pain of her heart.
"That's ok. You were a bit of a prat after all." Andromeda smirked at her sister who choked on a sob as she attempted to laugh.
"Maybe... maybe we can get a drink and catch up one day?" Narcissa asks softly and Andromeda nods.
"Soon as you are ready to let this young lady get back to classes." Andromeda teases.
"I am 'appy to provide 'er comfort." Gabrielle spoke up a little indignantly.
"Andy was just teasing Ms Black, Gaby." Fleur pointed out gently to her little sister.
"Black? Don't you mean Malfoy?" Narcissa spoke a little bitterly.
"No. Miranda and Kingsley both agree that the marriage shall be annulled effective immediately. You are Narcissa Black." Hermione spoke up striding in with some of Minerva's clothes in her hands.
Narcissa moved almost immediately though she felt torn between leaving the young witch and going to the young Professor though she felt so much safe with the young brunette. Poppy cursed at the witch for moving before she was done but Narcissa practically whimpered and moved towards the fierce brunette. Hermione strode over and gently stopped the woman from getting off the bed.
Minerva and Gabrielle, unbeknownst to either of of them, were feeling a similar mix of jealousy and sympathy. Gabrielle glared at the floor and Minerva the wall for a long moment before clearing her throat. Hermione sat down and the partially healed woman crawled into her lap, it was a little surprising to Hermione honestly but she wasn't about to push the woman away when she was so damaged.
"Narcissa, you will be staying on in the castle for a while. I believe Fleur would be willing to share quarters with you if you do not wish to be alone." Minerva finally speaks up, taking her mind of her jealousy.
"Yes please, if that's ok." Narcissa mumbles, her body was trembling as Poppy began healing her again.
"Oui. I do not mind company." Fleur smiled rather aware of the emotions Gabrielle were feeling.
"Alright but she will be spending the night in the hospital wing." Poppy spoke up in her no nonsense tone.
It had taken Hermione a while to convince the woman to lay down and when she finally did Poppy had dosed her with a pain potion and a dreamless sleep. Gabrielle had grumbled when she was ushered out of the hospital wing. She refused to leave before Hermione did though so the brunette rolled her eyes and headed out with Minerva beside her. Fleur lingered only a moment longer before catching up with her sister and walking with her to Ravenclaw tower.
No sooner were Hermione and Minerva in the Headmistress' quarters did Hermione find herself roughly backed up against the door. She was confused but almost instantly aroused as Minerva pressed her body into the younger woman's. Minerva glared down at the young Professor rather angrily.
"Probably enjoyed that didn't you! Naked, attractive woman throwing herself at you. Rubbing up against you." Minerva knew she was being unreasonable but she couldn't help herself. She had never been this jealous over anyone in the past.
"Min, what are you on about?" Hermione frowned as the older woman pushed her hands above her head and pinned them to the door behind her.
"Narcissa Bloody Black! She was all over you and you let her." Minerva snarked pressing right into the little brunette.
"Let her? Are you listening to yourself? The woman was raped and tortured almost to the brink of death! Sex was the last thing on my mind, especially with Narcissa!" Hermione practically shouted not at all liking what the woman was insinuating.
"She's a beautiful woman. Why wouldn't sex cross your mind, broken or not." Minerva was a mix of disgusted and angry.
At this point Hermione was just downright pissed off with these insinuations. Thrusting out with her hips she was able to dislodge the woman against and her managed to get her hands free. With a harsh shove she toppled the jealous angry woman over, literally knocking her on her arse. Minerva looked equal parts shocked and pissed off. Before she could get to her feet Hermione had her wand drawn and pointed right at her.
"This bullshit, the complete bloody drivel, that is coming out of your mouth is insulting and frankly really bloody hurtful." Hermione grit out and Minerva's anger dissipated.
"Hermione I..." Minerva tried only to be cut off when the brunette stomped her foot.
"No! Shut up. I'm going to say this once, and once only so you best be listening Minerva McGonagall." Hermione waited for a response and only continued when Minerva nodded.
"Good. Lets get a couple of things straight. Narcissa Black, helped us shortly after my torture at the hands of sister. I watched her curse a man and a woman who wouldn't have thought twice about killing her for her treachery had they noticed. Later she save a young man's life, that young man is like a brother to me. I respect Narcissa's courage and I will defend her when she needs it. I do not now, nor will I ever, lust after the woman." Hermione stated in a firm voice that brokered no argument.
"I know... i'm sorry. I'm being irrational." Minerva muttered apologetically.
"You are and totally out of line. How ever, you are also coming on heat. I can smell it. It's still no excuse and do you want to know why?" Minerva bit her lip and nodded, Hermione's tone was still cold but she had dropped to wand to the side. The brunette strode forward and stepped over the woman before dropping down to knees, straddling Minerva's lap.
"The biggest reason you are being absurd, is because i've agreed to marry you. I want to be your wife and I do not ever intend to stray Minerva. Sex with you is amazing and I cant see myself loving anyone else the way I do you. So stop being a prat, yeah?" Hermione's tone became softer and Minerva smiled though her eyes were still shining apologetically.
"I am sorry. You're a very beautiful woman and I... well I feel rather inadequate, having to wear the glamor. How do you stand knowing everyone sees you with a borderline decrepit old woman?" Minerva slid her arms around the young witch above her.
"It's a bit like putting on make up really. At the end of the day I get to see the you underneath the glamor. I get to see how utterly beautiful you are. So... I kind of like it really, I get to see you where everyone else only gets Headmistress McGonagall." Hermione lifted her hands and gently smoothed them over the older woman's aged face before kissing both cheeks and then her forehead before placing a lingering kiss on Minerva's lips.
"How did I get so lucky?" Minerva mumbled against soft lips, Hermione pulled back with a smirk.
"Let me show you just how lucky you did get." Hermione practically purred the words a moment before pushing Minerva back down on the floor.
Before Hermione spoke the final incantation to become an animagus she had no idea just how alluring a female animagus' heat could be. Of course she speculated that Minerva only appealed to her so much because they were both feline. Not that it mattered really, and it certainly wasn't as if Minerva wasn't appealing to Hermione and not simply sexually but intellectually as well. However in this moment, sexually was all that mattered.
Minerva wasn't even fully aware of what was going, she realised her robes had been pushed up and out of the way and that her lover was no longer on top of her but between her roughly pushed part legs. Only when Hermione's fingers curled around the front of her knickers did she fully comprehend. Hermione gripped the thin slightly damp panties and with an almost feral growl she roughly tore them from the woman's body.
Minerva's gasp of pain, the panties digging into her flesh a little before finally ripping, was cut off by a moan of pleasure as in almost the same motion Hermione covered her heated flesh with her hot wet mouth. Hermione flattened herself on the floor and gently pushed her fingers, middle and ring, into her loves slick pussy. Minerva's moans and soft encouragements fuelled Hermione's arousal and she had to shift slightly as her erection grew.
It didn't take very long and the hands in Hermione's hair were beginning to pull far too hard to be comfortable yet Hermione was relentless and took her punishment gladly. Minerva was wound tighter than a bow string and arched like the actual bow off the floor. She growl her frustration as Hermione, purposefully, kept her on the edge once she got there. When it seemed the sultry brunette wasn't going to give her what she wanted she jerked harshly on the young woman's hair.
"If you don't make me come so help me god..." She trailed off and let the growled threat hang.
"So help you god, what?" Hermione called the Headmistress' bluff.
Minerva's response was immediate and she roughly flipped Hermione onto her back, pulling her wand she banished both witches clothes to the floor and then immediately cast an incarcerus on the young woman. Hermione looked up a little startled and struggled slightly before smirking at the older woman. The smirk was all the consent Minerva needed to continue and she promptly lifted a leg over the bound woman and gently ground her needy sex against Hermione's hard on making the young Professor groan.
"So help me, maybe I will just use you for my own gratification and simply leave you wanting." Minerva threatened as she continued to grind herself along the prone woman's length.
Hermione groaned and wriggled again, she wanted her hands free, she wanted to take Minerva's hips in her hands and impale the woman on her cock. Minerva how ever wasn't having it and leaned down taking one of Hermione's pert nipples in her mouth. Hermione wriggled again only to quickly learn it was encouraging the older woman who bit down on her nipple making her cry out at the shock of pain that quickly morphed into pleasure. Minerva let out a husky chuckle as the brunettes cry became a moan.
Minerva had a plan, she had been looking into it for the last few days and this moment seemed like the one to put her plan into motion. While suckling the gorgeous brunette's nipples she focused her magic on changing her body. Hermione was only aware of what was happening when she felt it. No longer slick folds pressed against her but instead something long and rigid. Looking down their bodies the brunette moaned softly to see her love sporting an impressive cock.
Though it was considerably slimmer than her own the Headmistress new appendage was almost as long as her own. Minerva wasted no time in manipulating her incarcerus, pushing Hermione's knees apart and up as the ropes magically bound the witch in such a way that her knees were almost pressing into her chest. The overly eager headmistress shifted back on her knees just slightly and pushed into her little brunette who hissed at the sudden rather rough intrusion.
Minerva had never been inside a lover like this, if ever it occurred it was only with fingers. She quickly realised she had been missing out and without giving Hermione time to adjust she began to fuck her, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into the whimper and gasping young witch. Hermione wasn't willing to tell her to stop, it felt rather good, the mix of pain as her body was stretched to accommodate and the pleasure of being filled. Minerva started to lose herself to the pleasure and looked up watching Hermione's breasts bounce.
When it happened it happened quickly. One moment Hermione was bound and moaning and the next the ropes vanished as the young woman screamed. Minerva wasn't initially aware of what had happened, one moment she was fucking her witch and the next Hermione had her legs clamped in a vice grip around the older woman. If the vice grip of Hermione's legs hadn't been enough to still the older woman's movements the hand reaching between them and pressing low on her abdomen might have been.
"Oh fuck... fuck, fuck, fuck." Hermione actually had tears in her eyes, or rather rolling down the side of her face into her hair as her eyes were screwed shut.
"Mi, what happened? What did I do?" Minerva attempted to pull out and away from brunette.
"Stop! Fuck... babe just... oh gods, just give me a minute." Hermione pleaded as her legs clamped tighter around the woman.
It was at that point that Minerva looked down between them and realised what had happened. Minerva had accidentally buried herself in Hermione's arse. Minerva had never experimented with anal anything in her past but she had read and heard that if unprepared it could be excruciating. She looked back up at the tear stained face and felt her stomach drop. She hadn't been being gentle by any means, she was being rough and dominant, Merlin's balls she had her lover tied and was taking her on the floor. Minerva had just brutally popped her loves anal cherry without warning or even trying too.
"Morgana's tits... Mione, gods, i'm so sorry. I didn't... I didn't mean to." Minerva attempted to gently pull out but Hermione's grip was like iron.
"Just stay still." Hermione panted out, the pain was abating and she was beginning to adjust.
"But..." Minerva trailed off looking apologetically at the brunette.
"You've never actually transfigured and done this before have you?" Hermione attempted to be casual but her voice was tight.
"Butt sex?" Minerva mumbled, shamefaced. Hermione snorted softly.
"No, silly. Being inside someone like this." Hermione began to relax though she kept her legs around Minerva.
"Am I that terrible?" Minerva practically pouted and Hermione actually laughed.
"Not at all. In fact it felt amazing until you defined 'bottoming out'." Minerva had the grace to blush.
"I'm sorry." The Headmistress mumbled.
"How does it feel?" Hermione inquires ignoring the apology.
"It's... tight, and hot. It feels... very nice." Minerva supplied honestly and Hermione smirked.
"Then I suggest you fuck me, darling." Hermione purred releasing her grip on the stunning woman between her legs. Minerva looked uncertain for only a moment before pulling out slowly about half way and then pushing deep again. Hermione, instead of hissing in pain like Minerva expected her too, moaned softly in pleasure. Clearly there was redemption for this sexcapade.
It didn't take long before Minerva was struggling, Hermione was hot and tight and it felt incredible. She knew she would climax before Hermione if she didn't do something first, she was tempted to bury herself back where she started but Hermione actually seemed to be enjoying what Minerva was doing to her. After a moment she reached down as squeezed Hermione's cock only to smirk when Hermione immediately lost it and came with a moan of Minerva's name. No sooner was Hermione done spilling her seed on her own stomach was Minerva spilling her own inside Hermione very fine derriere.
Gently Minerva pulled out and change back to her original anatomy as she lay on the floor beside the panting Hermione. Hermione relaxed and rolled onto her side looking at Minerva with a content look. Minerva gazed back happily with just a hint of apology shining in her eyes. Hermione reached out and cupped Minerva's cheek before leaning in and gently kissing her.
"I never contemplated being dominated, and aside for that little mishap I have to admit it was extremely hot." Hermione admitted after a moment.
"Even after I defiled your very nice bum?" Minerva asked moving closer to Hermione and wrapping an arm around her.
"That hurt, a lot and was extremely unexpected. But i'd be lying if it said its never crossed my mind before and I wish I had had some warning and you had eased in but mistakes happen and it didn't kill me. It was actually surprisingly good once the pain faded." Hermione wasn't about to lie to Minerva about it, it had hurt but it had also been really good after.
"I'm sorry. I guess I got a little over zealous." Minerva spoke sheepishly.
"I guess you did. Why don't we go take a bath before going down to dinner?" Hermione suggested before kissing Minerva chastely and then getting to her feet.
"Do you think you can sit?" Minerva asked sarcastically. Hermione poked her tongue out before walking away.