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Hogwarts Chemistry
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
6,902
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Hopelessly Devoted To You-Hr/G-L/G-P/Hr-Snape/Hr
Hopelessly Devoted To You
“Oh yes! OH yes! Oh YES!” Parvarti was lying on top of a naked Ginny, who’s legs were spread at such an gauche way, that it seemed-un living.
“Get off of her!” Hermione cried as she ran into her room, pushing Parvarti to the ground and looking over Ginny. “Oh my God! She’s-she’s dead! You killed her you bitch! You killed her.” Ginny’s eyes were open and no longer glossy but dry. Her lips were still painted with lipstick, but through the smears her lips were white. Parvarti just laughed.
“Bitch deserved it. She was trying to compromise our game. She was good though.” Parvarti said laughing again, even more madly.
“I can’t believe you did this!” Hermione pulled her wand out. “Give me a reason that I shouldn’t kill you.” She hissed.
“How about, that fact that if you kill me,” Parvarti stood up, “you’ll get caught.” She nodded to Hermione’s wand. “They figure it out with your wand.”
“Not if I let that happen.” Hermione grabbed Ginny’s wand, which was poking fatefully out of Ginny’s school robes that were thrown to the ground. “Avada Kedavra!” Hermione bellowed. In one loud thud Parvarti lay on the ground. “I hate you…I hate you.” Hermione went to Ginny and wanted to close her legs, but the fact that Necrophilia was the case and that it was of course against Ginny’s will there needed to be proof. A way to stage it all.
“What is all the-Oh dear lord! What has happened?” It was McGonagall. Hermione needed to find a reason…
Early Morning: Dumbeldore’s Office
“We need to know Miss Granger what happened?” The Head of House teachers were all in the room. Two murders…to things to deal with.
“I went up to my room,” Hermione started. She was tired, cold, and dreadfully in pain. She had just cheated on her best friend-her lover, and killed someone-a friend.
“After what Miss Granger?” Snape said. In some weird way, he wasn’t being nasty, but wasn’t being nice.
“After Lavender Brown and I stayed the night out in the Forbidden Forest.” Hermione said, trying to not sound as perverse and embarrassed as she was feeling.
“Oh dear. What are we to do Albus?” McGonagall said, placing her hands on his desk.
“The only thing we can. Call in the Ministry. Their CSI unit will have to deal with this, and their,” Dumbeldore hadn’t really looked anyone in the eye during the whole interrogation, but he did now, “guards.”
“Professor I swear. It was all in the line of Ginny’s protection. I did kill Parvarti, but Parvarti killed Ginny and for fucking sake Dumbeldore, she had sex with Ginny’s dead body.” Hermione said rising from her seat in a blur.
“Miss Granger!” Snape hissed grabbing Hermione’s arm. “How dare you speak to him like that?”
“How dare you all! You are supposed to protect her. People like her. Young, beautiful… important to everyone’s lives!” Hermione broke down in loud sobs, actually giving Snape a reason to release his hold to a light embrace of hands.
“Miss Granger, we understand the circumstances. We will investigate into it.” Dumbeldore said.
“Good.” Hermione said childlike.
“If you don’t mind Professor Snape, will you please take our Miss Granger to a secure room.” Dumbeldore asked.
“Of course sir.” Snape said. “Come Miss Granger. Come.” Snape said grabbing her hand…it was as though he became, well, not mean.
Professor Snape’s Room…
“Oh Professor. Oh please!” Snape laid on top of Hermione pumping his penis in and out of her as she lay on the bed, her hair strewn all over his pillow. Her hands grasped the head board bars and pulled herself up, propelling her lower body upwards into Snape.
“Come Miss Granger.” He said, still driving forward into her sad, poor, frail, but sexy body. “Come!”
“I will Professor! I will!” She said wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling forward onto his cock. “Oh…oh…I think I’m going to-” Hermione withdrew her powerful orgasm, grasping ahold on Snape’s large penis that was wrapped in vaginal fluid.
“So you did.” He said collapsing next to her. “I give you a passing grade.” He said feeling her legs, warm with desire and sex. After about half an hour Hermione spoke.
“Professor, what will happen to me?” She said grasping his hand that was propelling up and down between her plump pink breasts.
“I really don’t know Hermione. I really don’t know.” He said staring into her brown eyes. “But whatever does happen, you’ll still remain my best student.”
“That can’t be true Professor Snape. Slytherin-” He put his finger to her lips, her lips begging to wrap her tongue around it.
“It is the student I care for, not the house.” He said dragging his finger down to her neck.
“But Slytherin. You’re the Head of House.” She said closing her eyes and speaking in gasps of pleasure as he ran his finger up and over her neck, letting little goose pimples strike her skin powerfully.
“Slytherin was my home as a child. I have lost it’s feeling. I know who is a good student. Malfoy is not one of them.” He knew when she referred to Slytherin, she meant Malfoy-but he really liked her.
“Oh Professor.” She threw herself onto him and licked his stomach. “I’ve wanted this for so long.” She once again placed her opening at his penis and dragged it up and down it, prolonging his erection. “And I believe I have not been completed.” She said lustfully sticking her vagina onto his penis and now pumping his balls with her finger and she slowly drove herself onto him.
“My, my. What a dedicated student…” He laughed as he drove into her… what a great student she was…but how would they keep this going with Ministry popping up now and then for the investigation?
“Oh yes! OH yes! Oh YES!” Parvarti was lying on top of a naked Ginny, who’s legs were spread at such an gauche way, that it seemed-un living.
“Get off of her!” Hermione cried as she ran into her room, pushing Parvarti to the ground and looking over Ginny. “Oh my God! She’s-she’s dead! You killed her you bitch! You killed her.” Ginny’s eyes were open and no longer glossy but dry. Her lips were still painted with lipstick, but through the smears her lips were white. Parvarti just laughed.
“Bitch deserved it. She was trying to compromise our game. She was good though.” Parvarti said laughing again, even more madly.
“I can’t believe you did this!” Hermione pulled her wand out. “Give me a reason that I shouldn’t kill you.” She hissed.
“How about, that fact that if you kill me,” Parvarti stood up, “you’ll get caught.” She nodded to Hermione’s wand. “They figure it out with your wand.”
“Not if I let that happen.” Hermione grabbed Ginny’s wand, which was poking fatefully out of Ginny’s school robes that were thrown to the ground. “Avada Kedavra!” Hermione bellowed. In one loud thud Parvarti lay on the ground. “I hate you…I hate you.” Hermione went to Ginny and wanted to close her legs, but the fact that Necrophilia was the case and that it was of course against Ginny’s will there needed to be proof. A way to stage it all.
“What is all the-Oh dear lord! What has happened?” It was McGonagall. Hermione needed to find a reason…
Early Morning: Dumbeldore’s Office
“We need to know Miss Granger what happened?” The Head of House teachers were all in the room. Two murders…to things to deal with.
“I went up to my room,” Hermione started. She was tired, cold, and dreadfully in pain. She had just cheated on her best friend-her lover, and killed someone-a friend.
“After what Miss Granger?” Snape said. In some weird way, he wasn’t being nasty, but wasn’t being nice.
“After Lavender Brown and I stayed the night out in the Forbidden Forest.” Hermione said, trying to not sound as perverse and embarrassed as she was feeling.
“Oh dear. What are we to do Albus?” McGonagall said, placing her hands on his desk.
“The only thing we can. Call in the Ministry. Their CSI unit will have to deal with this, and their,” Dumbeldore hadn’t really looked anyone in the eye during the whole interrogation, but he did now, “guards.”
“Professor I swear. It was all in the line of Ginny’s protection. I did kill Parvarti, but Parvarti killed Ginny and for fucking sake Dumbeldore, she had sex with Ginny’s dead body.” Hermione said rising from her seat in a blur.
“Miss Granger!” Snape hissed grabbing Hermione’s arm. “How dare you speak to him like that?”
“How dare you all! You are supposed to protect her. People like her. Young, beautiful… important to everyone’s lives!” Hermione broke down in loud sobs, actually giving Snape a reason to release his hold to a light embrace of hands.
“Miss Granger, we understand the circumstances. We will investigate into it.” Dumbeldore said.
“Good.” Hermione said childlike.
“If you don’t mind Professor Snape, will you please take our Miss Granger to a secure room.” Dumbeldore asked.
“Of course sir.” Snape said. “Come Miss Granger. Come.” Snape said grabbing her hand…it was as though he became, well, not mean.
Professor Snape’s Room…
“Oh Professor. Oh please!” Snape laid on top of Hermione pumping his penis in and out of her as she lay on the bed, her hair strewn all over his pillow. Her hands grasped the head board bars and pulled herself up, propelling her lower body upwards into Snape.
“Come Miss Granger.” He said, still driving forward into her sad, poor, frail, but sexy body. “Come!”
“I will Professor! I will!” She said wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling forward onto his cock. “Oh…oh…I think I’m going to-” Hermione withdrew her powerful orgasm, grasping ahold on Snape’s large penis that was wrapped in vaginal fluid.
“So you did.” He said collapsing next to her. “I give you a passing grade.” He said feeling her legs, warm with desire and sex. After about half an hour Hermione spoke.
“Professor, what will happen to me?” She said grasping his hand that was propelling up and down between her plump pink breasts.
“I really don’t know Hermione. I really don’t know.” He said staring into her brown eyes. “But whatever does happen, you’ll still remain my best student.”
“That can’t be true Professor Snape. Slytherin-” He put his finger to her lips, her lips begging to wrap her tongue around it.
“It is the student I care for, not the house.” He said dragging his finger down to her neck.
“But Slytherin. You’re the Head of House.” She said closing her eyes and speaking in gasps of pleasure as he ran his finger up and over her neck, letting little goose pimples strike her skin powerfully.
“Slytherin was my home as a child. I have lost it’s feeling. I know who is a good student. Malfoy is not one of them.” He knew when she referred to Slytherin, she meant Malfoy-but he really liked her.
“Oh Professor.” She threw herself onto him and licked his stomach. “I’ve wanted this for so long.” She once again placed her opening at his penis and dragged it up and down it, prolonging his erection. “And I believe I have not been completed.” She said lustfully sticking her vagina onto his penis and now pumping his balls with her finger and she slowly drove herself onto him.
“My, my. What a dedicated student…” He laughed as he drove into her… what a great student she was…but how would they keep this going with Ministry popping up now and then for the investigation?