Dark Lust

A/N: Dear Readers. I’m terribly sorry for the mistakes. My grammer sucks. If you could kindly let me know of any I’ll fix them up asap! I’m new to this so I don’t have a betta. I’m not sure how the betta thing works anywayz. Oh and any feed back is welcome :) enough from me... On with the lust… I mean… Story...
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Crimson-Fantasy’s ^.^

Professor Severus Snape was patrolling the corridors hoping to catch some hormone induced dunderheads with their hands down each other pants. So far, he’d found none, which put him in fouler mood, if that was possible.

Wait.. Yes, yes, yes there it is again, the telltale sign of to students getting frisky in the halls… Moaning, coming from an alcove near by.

Walking silently to the alcove, he lent in, and whispered “lumos.” Severus was so shocked at what he saw he almost dropped his wand, and the spell had stopped.

Hermione was out late doing hall patrol as was her head girl duty, though she knew there’d be no one out tonight, not with Sev… professor Snape doing the halls. But that didn’t worry Hermione, she just needed to get away from the suffocating potter and weasel. Yea sure, she was one of the golden trio, but she had needs that neither boy could understand, nor would they be able to meet those needs.

She longed for more. Not so much power, she had plenty of that, much more then anyone knew, and she didn’t want to be any more famous, who wants people fawning over them at every minute. No, what Hermione wanted was more, a feeling of belonging. She didn’t belong here in the light, living lies. But that was how it had to be, for the next few weeks at least. Once she graduated, well the light could kiss her go by.

Thinking about what would happen after she graduated had Hermione feeling hot. She spied a dark alcove, and hoping professor Snape would come past soon, slipped into it, running her hands over her chest, pinching her nipples. But it wasn’t enough. She ripped the shirt up and help it up with a small charm, one hand on her breast, and in her drenched pussy, working herself into a frenzy. “Oh gods.” She moaned cumming on her fingers as a voice whispered “lumos” and her alcove filled with light.

Recognizing the voice, Hermione turned towards him, letting her shirt to fall down as she pulled her fingers out of her satisfied pussy, licking them clean while looking at him. As she slipped past him, she whispered, “I was thinking about you.”

She has stunned Severus so bad he didn’t move for a further five minutes. When he did eventually move, it was to go directly to his private rooms. Smirking, he made plans to get the little witch back. After all, she not he had started the game.

Hermione woke up the next morning to find her panties drenched, and her pussy throbbing. But there were more pressing matters then getting off, besides, if everything went to plan, she’d be getting off later on.

Getting dressed she waited in the common room she and Draco shared as head girl and head boy. Draco was much like Hermione, never one to be late, and had a thirst for knowledge, though not as open about it as she.

“Draco?” she asked quietly, as he came out of his room.

“Yes granger?”

“Um, I wanted to ask a favor… A big favor. But before I do I need a wizard’s oath from you that you won’t tell a soul other then those I say you can.”

“Alright granger, but I’m not saying I’ll do it...”

“Say the oath Malfoy.”

“Back to that are we?” he arched an eyebrow and smirked. “I swear not to tell a soul what you’re about to ask of me unless I have your permission to do so.” The magic swirled around them, letting her know it was invoked.

“So granger... What is it you want from me? A romp in the bed?”

“No... I- I want you to tell Voldemort something for me. Please?”

Draco looked surprised. This he hadn’t been expecting. “What do you want me to tell him?” he asked, suspicious.

Hermione bit her lip, and looked at Draco again. “That I’m not a mudblood, never have been and never will be. I’m what one refers to as a rouge. Half vampire, half demon. And... And I wish to join him after my graduation here.”

“You’re what?” Draco whispered. “Oh god. You’re the one he has been looking for!”

“Yes, I’ve seen him in my dreams. I’ve known for sometime that he wants me.”

“Then why know? And what made you want to join him?”

“I’ve always meant to join him, but only after graduation. Until now, there’s never been a reason to reveal what I am to anyone.”

“So what’s changed?”

“Everything.” Hermione blushed before continuing. “Sev... I mean Professor Snape caught me masturbating last night, and well... I kind of told him something, and I’m unsure of what’s going to happen.”

Draco smirked. “I’m guessing you gave him the idea that you were masturbating over him?”

She blushed and looked away. “Maybe. But the point is, he could go to Dumbledore and get me expelled.”

“No, if I know my godfather, yes, Severus is my godfather. As I was saying, if I know him, he won’t be going to the headmaster. He’ll be coming up with a way to bend you over everything he can think of. Speaking of Severus, mind if I tell him what you just told me? About you being a rouge?”

“But, isn’t he Dumbledore’s man?”

“No. not even close, just a ruse so he can spy.”

“Um, I guess so.”

“Excellent. I’ll get him to floo here right now.” He left before she could protest.