A Debt Repaid
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Harry Potter › FemSlash - Female/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
82,199
Reviews:
26
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Wager
Introduction: I saw a challenge to write a story involving humiliation of Hermione by an original character to repay a debt. This is what came of the challenge.
* * * * *
“Hermione!” Anna called across the Great Hall. “Come here!”
Hermione looked up from her book and smiled. Closing her book, she stood and strode over to the other end of the Gryffindor table. “Yes, Anna?” she said, smirking.
“Can you meet me in the library this evening? I’m having trouble with my Arithmancy.”
“Sure, Anna,” Hermione said, “eight o’clock?”
As she walked away, Hermione chuckled softly. “Library” was their code word. They’d been meeting secretly for months now in the Charms classroom in the evenings. There was a Quiddich game that night, so they had plenty of time to enjoy themselves without interruption. It was going to be a fun evening.
* * * * *
“Anna?” whispered Hermione. She peered into the door of the dark classroom. Taking a few steps into the room, she looked around. “Anna?” she whispered again. Suddenly, she jumped as hands covered her eyes.
“Guess who?” a voice whispered in her ear.
Hermione laughed and turned around. Anna wasted no time, grabbing two handfuls of Hermione’s hair and kissing her hard. Hermione moaned softly and moved her hands from Anna’s waist to her breasts.
Anna broke the kiss immediately and pulled away. “OK, Hermione, I’m collecting on our wager.”
Hermione sighed. “I thought that was a joke, Anna.”
“You promised Hermione,” Anna said, “I bet you that Ravenclaw would beat Slitherin at Quiddich and we did. You swore to be my slave for seven days. Today’s day one.”
“Alright, Anna, you win,” Hermione conceded, “what do you want me to do?”
* * * * *
“Hermione!” Anna called across the Great Hall. “Come here!”
Hermione looked up from her book and smiled. Closing her book, she stood and strode over to the other end of the Gryffindor table. “Yes, Anna?” she said, smirking.
“Can you meet me in the library this evening? I’m having trouble with my Arithmancy.”
“Sure, Anna,” Hermione said, “eight o’clock?”
As she walked away, Hermione chuckled softly. “Library” was their code word. They’d been meeting secretly for months now in the Charms classroom in the evenings. There was a Quiddich game that night, so they had plenty of time to enjoy themselves without interruption. It was going to be a fun evening.
* * * * *
“Anna?” whispered Hermione. She peered into the door of the dark classroom. Taking a few steps into the room, she looked around. “Anna?” she whispered again. Suddenly, she jumped as hands covered her eyes.
“Guess who?” a voice whispered in her ear.
Hermione laughed and turned around. Anna wasted no time, grabbing two handfuls of Hermione’s hair and kissing her hard. Hermione moaned softly and moved her hands from Anna’s waist to her breasts.
Anna broke the kiss immediately and pulled away. “OK, Hermione, I’m collecting on our wager.”
Hermione sighed. “I thought that was a joke, Anna.”
“You promised Hermione,” Anna said, “I bet you that Ravenclaw would beat Slitherin at Quiddich and we did. You swore to be my slave for seven days. Today’s day one.”
“Alright, Anna, you win,” Hermione conceded, “what do you want me to do?”