Breakfast had been a blast thus far; the elves had prepared a feast fit for kings and queens! Roasted duck, sausages, eggs, mushrooms, and hash browns all lined the table before you, alongside freshly baked loaves of bread and jams! You could hear the sounds of laughter coming from the other tables as people enjoyed their meal together, some chatting over the delicious dishes and others sharing jokes. Those little elves had gone all out for the first day of Halloween week. They indeed were wonderful little creatures, always cooking and cleaning. They were like the cockroaches of the school.
"Oh, look who I've caught!" A voice called from behind you, causing you to jump slightly. Could it be one of the roaches? You turned around slowly, your heart beating rapidly in fear of being eaten by a small creature. But it wasn't a bug at all...it was none other than your best friend, Hermione! She stood there smiling at you, looking more beautiful than ever with her hair tied back neatly and her robes tucked in tight against her waist. Her glasses sat upon her nose perfectly, highlighting the holy intelligence she possessed. "Love! What're you doing here?" You asked curiously, taking a sip from your mug of pumpkin juice.
She laughed softly, walking closer until she stood right next to you. "Well," She started, her breath tickling your ear, sending shivers down your spine, "I figured we'd get our breakfasts together today." You nodded happily, watching as she took her own plate of food and set it beside yours. "So..." She continued, sitting herself cross-legged on your bench, making sure to sit close enough so that you felt every inch of her body pressing against you. She looked deeply into your eyes, waiting for your response. "What are you going to wear tonight for the party?" She whispered seductively. You blushed furiously, unable to speak for a moment. It had been a few days since you two had slept together, and she still couldn't seem to take her eyes off your crotch.
Your cheeks burned redder and hotter as Hermione continued to stare at your bulging trousers. "Is something wrong, Love?" She questioned innocently, tilting her head to the side. You shook your head vigorously, trying desperately to hide the fact that you were growing erect under Hermione's gaze. You could feel yourself begin to sweat profusely.
"No!" You gasped, clearing your throat loudly. Hermione chuckled lightly, continuing to watch you intently. Finally, you broke free from her gaze, turning to the side so that you wouldn't be exposed to her lust. She let out a soft laugh once again, patting your thigh lovingly. "Don't worry, my dear; Jesus is with us." She reassured you with a gentle smile.
"He is indeed," You agreed, placing a hand on hers. Hermione smiled even wider, squeezing your fingers tightly in her grasp. You both ate quietly for a minute, enjoying each other's company without saying a word. Eventually, Hermione spoke up, breaking the silence between you. "Did you sleep alright?" She asked casually.
You sighed heavily, running your hands through your messy curls. "Not really. Had a bit of a tangle with some beasts in the Forest," You replied truthfully, glancing over to where Hagrid was seated with the rest of the faculty members. He didn't notice you staring, lost in conversation with Professor McGonagall and a couple of other teachers. They all seemed awfully cheery for it being so early. "How did you manage?" You inquired.
Hermione shrugged, finishing off her toast. "Just laid there and thought about what I wanted to do this evening," She said with a grin, winking playfully at you. You blushed and laughed awkwardly, feeling your face flush bright pink. You knew exactly what she meant; she had already told you last night how much she planned on dominating you tonight after the dance. You were excited about the prospect.
"Speaking of dancing," You said, changing the subject, "Do you know when we should start getting ready? I don't want to arrive late."
Hermione pursed her lips together in thought, tapping her chin with her finger. "Hmm… Well, I'm guessing everyone will be arriving early. Maybe about half past six? We can try and make an entrance around seven, maybe?" You nodded eagerly, agreeing wholeheartedly with Hermione's suggestion. After she finished her breakfast, you watched as she made her way towards the exit, giving you one final wink before leaving.
You spent the rest of your morning prepping, washing your hair, and putting on your makeup. Around six o'clock, you left your dormitory and trotted to the entrance of the great hall, finding that most of the other students had arrived and were lounging outside as well. There was quite an assortment of characters present; witches and wizards clad in various wacky outfits, some dressed up in costumes or cosplay. Some wore simple robes while others opted for fancy dresses and suits. Many were adorned with feathers, flowers, glitter, and jewels. Others simply chose to wear jeans and a nice top, showing off their toned bodies. It seemed like almost anyone and everyone was attending this event, which only increased your excitement.
When you finally spotted Hermione among the crowd of students, you ran forward, meeting her halfway across the courtyard. "Child of Jesus!" She exclaimed cheerily, wrapping her arms around you in a warm embrace. She squeezed you tightly, kissing you passionately on the cheek before pulling back and grinning widely. "Yummy!" She whisper-yelled, slapping your butt hard.
You laughed nervously, rubbing your reddening rear. "Thanks." You replied bashfully, adjusting your clothes slightly.
As was proper, Hermione wore her nun outfit, complete with a black habit, white collar, and veil. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, allowing her large innocent eyes to shine brightly as she grinned at you. She looked absolutely stunning, her curves emphasized by her tight-fitting tunic. You loved everything about her, from those big green eyes to her beautiful full lips; she was truly a fantastic woman who deserved all of your love and attention…and more! She was towering over you by a good few inches, she must have gotten platform sandals.
As you were admiring her, Hermione reached into one of her many pockets and pulled out something quite quaint and cute; an ornate wooden rosary that held a lofty diamond-embedded depiction of Jesus from one of its beautiful beads. It looked more expensive than anything you had ever seen in your whole life! Hermione slipped it around your neck with an air of finality before patting it gently several times in blessing, ensuring that it was adequately fastened around your neck before letting go of it completely.
"There you go," She cooed to you, leaning closer so that you could smell her sweet perfume, "May God bless your time here at Hogwarts."
"And you." You replied, planting a kiss on her large forehead. You were surprised at how soft she felt against your lips and wondered how it would feel when you were buried deep inside her tight little cunt. You felt heat rise within you as the two of you gazed into each other's eyes, your hearts beating in unison, your bodies becoming one. Hermione's pupils dilated as she began to move her hands up and down your arms, sending shivers through your nerves.
"Come on," She whispered, her voice trembling slightly from her heightened state of arousal, "Let's go have ourselves some fun!" You nodded eagerly, reaching up and taking Hermione's hand. You walked together across the courtyard, making your way towards the Great Hall.
You were hit by the strong smell of alcohol and cheap cologne as you entered the room. Inside, music played from hidden speakers, a live performance by a band you didn't recognize. A huge dance floor was in the center of the room, filled to the brim with a writhing mass of students grinding against each other. You were quite surprised to see the school's headmaster there himself, swaying gently to the beat, a glass of liquor in hand and a slight smile across his face.
You never knew the headmaster could move his hips in such an erotic fashion. You finally understood the rumors that had been perpetuating of him and Hagrid having heavy beast-man like gay sex in the disciplinary office. Speaking of that hairy stud, Hagrid was nowhere to be seen. You figured he must still be in the Forbidden Forest tending to whatever animals he had in his breeding pits. That didn't mean you couldn't enjoy the festivities anyway! As you and Hermione took found seating near the edge of the dancefloor, you noticed many other people eyeing you both. Some were curious; some were jealous; some were envious.
The night went on in a whirlwind of youthful enthusiasm. Nearly an hour after your arrival, you felt a light tap on your shoulder, making you turn around to find ugly little Ronald Weasley staring up at your face, grinning widely. "I eh.. Heh.. Gha.. Gah.. Was wonderigng.. if I could get a dance?" He said to you eagerly, holding both his hands out in front of him in a supplicating manner. You could tell that he was intoxicated. His breath stunk of pumpkin-grog.
Heh... He must miss your transfigured cock! Poor lad. You giggled to yourself, considering your next action. Just as you were about to spit on the boy, a blast of holy magic sent his tiny figure flying out the great hall's open doors. The entire room broke into applause and cheering as Ronald ate cobblestone. You turned to see Hermione blowing gold smoke off the tip of her veiny wand. Wow!
"Hermione," You whispered to her, "I think it is time we got out of here." She nodded, looking at the crowd for a second before smiling back at you. The two of you walked together across the dance floor, heading towards a door that lead into another, smaller chamber. It was dark and cool inside, the perfect place for a good time.
As soon as you entered, Hermione immediately began stripping out of her clothes. In a matter of seconds, she was standing before you completely naked. A large pair of black platform heels covered her feet, while a thick chain hung between her big, full breasts. She had a silver cross hanging from one nipple, the same as the rosary you wore around your neck.
Your eyes widened in surprise when she began walking slowly towards you. Your hands reached up to the back of her neck, pulling her lips to yours passionately. Hermione moaned as your tongue wrestled with hers, her tongue probing into your mouth like an animal seeking food. She wrapped her arms around you tightly, pressing herself against you. You could feel the cold nipple cross rubbing across your chest. She broke away from your lips after several seconds, gazing deeply into your eyes.
"Mm~" She hummed, biting her bottom lip sensually, "Sex time!"
And so it was.