/ Disclaimer, Don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, for fun, not money /

WARNING: Contains Graphic Sex, Rated M for MATURE.

Friends Getting Friendly

Chapter 5: Bathroom Bitching Part 3

Ginny gasped as Hermione finally drew her to her climax. She emptied herself over the floor and the other girl's body, and collapsed to the floor, panting heavily. Hermione grinned at her. She loved the sight of the worn out red-head lying on the floor in a puddle of her own juices, her lips swollen and red from the attention Hermione had been paying them.

Hermione picked up her wand from the side and cast a cleaning spell. She lowered herself to the floor and took Ginny's hand in hers, giving it a gently squeeze.

"I've loved these past few weeks, and wouldn't change them for anything." Hermione said, stumbling over the words. How could she be embarrassed about talking to Ginny after just having sex together? Ginny nodded in response and motioned for Hermione to continue. "Well, I was thinking we cut right to the sex and missed out on the relationship stuff, so I was wandering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade next weekend...no one would know because Harry and Ron are staying behind with Malfoy, and everyone would just think we were going as friends..."

"That'd be great Hermione," Ginny answered, grinning, but then frowning in concern. "What am I going to wear though?"

A couple of minutes later the two girls climbed to their feet and stood in front of the mirror. Hermione grabbed a shrunken make up bag from her robe pocket, and dumped it on the side of the basin. "We've apparently been in here for twenty minutes putting on makeup, so we might as well look the part."

Hermione was just putting the finishing touches to her mascara when she heard Luna's voice from outside. She put her hand over her mouth to stop Ginny from saying anything, and listened to pansy's menacing reply.

Hermione was bursting with curiosity, but lavender and pavarti beat her to it.

A few seconds later Hermione heard the ominous voice of professor McGonagall from the doorway. Hermione grinned in glee as McGonagall told off Pansy, but stopped stunned when the Transfiguration teacher mentioned McMillan. Pansy was going out with Ernie McMillan. Hermione looked over at Ginny, the shock still visible on her face. Ginny gave her an evil smile and leant across. "Do you think they've just been doing it?" Hermione thought for a moment and nodded. "How big do you think he is?"

Hermione and Ginny were just getting back to their make up when they heard McGonagall slam open the door of the cubical next to theirs.

"Get changed, and I expect you three in my office at 8:00..." Ginny clutched at Hermione in shock, and muttered under her breath "What are we going to do?"

Hermione looked around her, her eyes catching the pile of clothes in the corner; she rushed over to them while Ginny scrabbled for her wand which was lying under the sink. She could hear footsteps get closer to the door; she cast a locking charm, on the door, but realized she didn't know any other spells that would get anywhere near keeping a teacher out. She caught the clothes that Hermione threw in her direction.

The footsteps stopped outside the door, and they heard someone mutter alohamora under their breath...

Hermione grabbed Ginny's wand from her hand, and cast a spell. The door flung open to reveal a stern faced Professor McGonagall standing stiffed back in the doorway. Ginny opened her eyes, and glanced towards the doorway. She looked down at herself, and nearly jumped in surprise. She was wearing a pair of black robes with the school crest positioned just above the curve of her left breast.

She glanced at Hermione who was innocently holding up a tube of lip gloss to her eyebrows. She winked at Ginny and looked back at McGonagall. "What is it Professor?"

McGonagall grimaced. "Nothing Miss Granger, but as class starts ten minutes then I think you should be on your way." She turned around and Hermione let out her breath quietly. "Oh and Ginnerva, and although it's not in the school uniform to wear a tee-shirt underneath your robes, I would recommend it if you don't want the entire male population of the school staring at you."

Ginny looked down again, and noticed that all she had on under the robe was a red bra of Hermione's.

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Professor McGonagall walked to the third door, wandering if this happened every day inside Hogwarts, or it was just a huge coincidence. She'd already caught three people 'doing it', and she was sure that Hermione and Ginny had been doing the same. She wouldn't have thought of Hermione being a lesbian, but now that she thought about it, Hermione rarely dressed up for boys, despite looking stunning when she tamed that hair of hers. She quickly steered her thoughts away from that topic, and thought about punishment.

She would give McMillan just a simple lines detention, but she'd have to think up something special for Pansy, and she'd actually caught the other three, so she'd have to be pretty harsh on them. She knew she'd never be able to pin anything on Hermione and Ginny though, other then: 'Blocking a public convenience'. She had always know that there was sex going on in Hogwarts. She thought back to when she was at school, and immediately wished she hadn't…

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"Hey Minerva, what are you doing out of bed at this late hour, Professor Dumbledore is patrolling the corridors tonight, and you know what'll happen if he catches you." Lucius Malfoy said in his silky voice from behind her.

She whirled round in shock. She spotted him lounging in the entrance way to the dungeons. "I know…I wasn't doing anything…"

"Then let me show you something truly amazing."

She agreed, her curiosity getting the better of her, and followed Lucius. She had always admired the blond-haired Slytherin, and sometimes wished there wasn't such a big difference between the two houses, which prevented her from ever acting on her feelings. They arrived at an empty classroom, and Lucius cast a locking charm on the door and started stripping off. Minerva followed suit…

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She shook her head, and checked her occlumancy wards. It wouldn't do to let Dumbledore or even a student for that matter finding out how and to who she had lost her virginity.

She sighed: it wasn't her day. She noticed the third door had more complex wards on then the other two had, maybe some seventh years? She slowly started unravelling the wards, making sure to go unnoticed, so she could catch the culprits in the act. She was so worked up in taking apart the wards, that she didn't notice the faces of Hermione, Ginny, Lavender, Pavarti and Neville watching curiously, as eager to she who it was as she was. She eventually broke the last ward, a sound repelling ward, and gently pushed the door open.

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"Who've you got this mornin' Pomona" Hagrid asked, draining his tankard. "I'm goin' to investigate the Thestrals that have been getting' killed, but after that I was wanderin' if ya wanted to go for a drink at the broomsticks?"

"Sorry, I've got to check on Greenhouse 4, maybe tomorrow."

Hagrid grunted a reply, and got up, saying goodbye and trudged back to his hut. As soon as he'd left, Sprout also got up, and left the great hall, but instead of heading to the Greenhouses, she turned in the opposite direction, and entered a nearby bathroom.

She walked to the third door and tapped the door with her wand. It swung open to reveal a scantily clad, horny looking Vivian Vector.

"Hey Viv," Sprout said cheerfully, "How long've you been here?"

"About ten minutes, what took you so long?"

"There was a killing in the paper, and Dumbledore was talking to me about it. I couldn't exactly ignore him as he knows I always like my Wednesday mornings free. Hagrid was being annoying as well." Sprout stopped talking and turned to the Astronomy teacher. She had removed her robe and top revealing her bra and knee-length skirt. Her robe was particularly bulky due to working in a freezing cold greenhouse all year round. She looked her forty years old, but had managed to retain some of what must have been a stunning figure. She had a large chest straining to be free of the plain white bra that held them in place. She stepped out of the skirt, and grinned at the hungry look Vector was giving her.

Ten minutes later all other thoughts had gone from her head and were replaced with the soft rhythmic thump of Professor Vector's fingers which had found her g-spot and were exploring her tentatively. Sprout shifted her position, to maximise the other teacher's access spreading her legs as wide as they could go, holding them in place with her hands. Vector rolled her backwards so she was on her back, and straddled her, grinding their hips together, and running their soaking clits over one another's.

Vector grinned as she felt the incredible heat that was radiating from between her lover's legs. She let out a little gasp as she felt a hand caress her breast.

"Vivian, slow down." The blond called out as she began to feel her orgasm build deep within her. "We've got till lunch, so we might as well enjoy it." She smiled at her lover, and kissed her lustily, slowly trailing her tongue sown her smooth body, seizing her hard nipple and gently nibbling on it eliciting a low pitched moan.

The astronomy teacher couldn't take it anymore, and despite what Sprout had advised, grabbed hand and positioned it between her legs.

"Patience, Patience." She said smiling, and slowly rubbed her hand along the woman's clit. As slowly as she could, she forced her index finger in. She was so tight. She forced the finger in as far as it would go, then withdrew it, adding a second finger...

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The door burst open, crashing loudly against the stone wall of the cubical. In the doorway stood Professor McGonagall, she was looking dawn at the tangle of limbs below her jaw threatening to fall off. Never had anyone seen the transfiguration professor so shocked or surprised in all of the fifteen years she had been teaching.

From the doorway, Ginny and Hermione watched in astonishment as McGonagall's mouth opened and closed like a gossiping goldfish. Peering round the doorway, the five students couldn't see who was in the cubical due to the angle they were looking from. Lavender, getting impatient, pushed the other girls forward, and the five of them stumbled forward into the room.

McGonagall hadn't heard them though, her gaze still fixed on the couple below her.

"Pomona." She muttered almost sub-consciously, spitting out the word in disgust. "Pomona."

The couple on the floor had finally realized she was there. Vector pulled her lips from that of the Herbology teacher's beneath her, and looked up. She slowly climbed to her feet, pulling Sprout with her. She casually cast her eyes around her, and spotted their robes, garment and underwear strewn across the cubical. She pulled a robe out from underneath her, and cast it around her shoulders, covering her smooth silky skin and faultless breasts.

"Minerva is there anything wrong."

She ignored the question, and continued to stare at the nude Transfiguration. Sprout blushed and looked at the ground in shame.

A crack echoed through the room as McGonagall slapped Sprouts cheek, the force whipping her head round. She turned her head back, one side of her face had gone bright red.

"I thought you loved me..." She whispered under her breath, and with that, turned sharply on her heals, and walked out of the door, head held high. Hermione from where she stood noticed the outline of the professor's eye moisten. A single tear drop trailed its way down her stern face, running down to the end of her nose, and fall to the floor.

Hermione's gaze lingered on the doorway her favourite teacher had just walked out of, before turning back to the activities in front of them. Vector was fuming, berating Sprout for not telling her she was taken. Sprout was looking glumly at the floor, her hand gently tracing the red mark on her face.

Later that evening, seven students were standing outside Professor McGonagall's office. Hermione and Ginny had decided to go with Lavender, Pavarti and Neville, and had found Pansy and Ernie holding hands together outside the office.

Hermione gave the couple a smile, and was surprised to receive one in return from Ernie and Pansy. When she wasn't sneering or frowning she looked quite beautiful.

The door opened, and Professor Sprout walked out smiling. She waved goodbye to Professor McGonagall, and walked off down the corridor. McGonagall walked out of the door, a smile splitting her usually stern face.

"Pansy, Ernie, you two can go. I need to speak to you five in my office. Don't worry, it's nothing bad." Pansy and Ernie walked of down the corridor. She reached over and kissed him on the cheek. The other five Gryffindor walked into the office.

"Right, about earlier, Professor Sprout has just informed me that you witnessed what happened. Would it be alright if we left it at 'I won't tell if you don't tell'." She said briskly, looking each of them in the eye in turn. Hermione's admiration for the teacher rose considerably. She knew she'd never be able to do what she was doing, and be so calm without getting embarrassed.

The five all nodded in agreement, and Professor McGonagall smiled and waved her hand dismissing them. Hermione got to the door, and turned round. "Did you and Professor Sprout make up Professor?" She asked shyly.

"Yes thank you," she smile down at her model student, who smiled back and closed the door behind her.

"Where are you three going?" Ginny asked, as Hermione ran and caught up with her and the others.

"Oh, you know." Lavender answered slyly, and led Neville and Pavarti down a side corridor, towards a familiar bathroom.

Ginny turned to her friend and lover who was walking next to her. "Hey Hermione, we've got a hour or so before we've got to be back in the common room, and we never got to finish in the bathroom, so do you fancy finding a classroom somewhere."

"Sounds Cool." Hermione said, grinning at the seductive voice she was using, "Can't understand why you don't want to do it in a bathroom though, much less entertaining..."

A/N: I know, I'm a sucker for happy endings, if you think some of this is OOC, AU, or any other cool acronym that means it's not believable, then tell me and I may change it. If you can't be bothered to review or tell me then tough, live with it. McGonagall was not meant to be in character, maybe I'll do a fic with her and Hermione, when she grows up to be a teacher...

No offences to anyone as usual, if I stereotyped, offended anyone or stuff like that tell me, and I'll change it.

Nearly finished the last two chapters so will post them soon. Hope you enjoyed the last three chapters, they got a bit longer than planned, but who cares...

Might redo the first couple of chapters to make the sex a bit more realistic, and slow down the love thingy... what do you think??

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