Hermione's New World

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Chapter 14: Naughty, Naughty Hogwarts

Charlie was ready for the migraine that hit him, and quickly drank the vial he’d had ready before pouring himself a firewhiskey. He just returned to Headquarters after a grueling, three-day assignment with Bill, Fleur, and Tuk. Most of the other Order members had also been sent out, and were regrouping, most eating from a buffet table left out for them. They had lost a member, but two Deatheaters had been killed as well. The fallen was a distant cousin of Tuk’s, and he had taken the news hard. The two had trained together and had spent their much earlier days at Hogwarts as best mates.

When Charlie had arrived back to Grimmauld Place, he had immediately written a long letter to Hermione. Mostly telling her how much he missed her. He was planning to send the letter of with Snape, who was expected that evening. No chance sending an owl, especially if she was with Ron and Harry when his letter arrived.

He groaned when he heard Mayla and Fleur’s voices approaching and slipped the letter inside his robes before finding a place to hide.

“I’m telling you, Fleur, that mission was almost a disaster! Thank Merlin we reached…” She stopped in mid sentence.

“What?” Fleur asked from behind her as the two entered the room. Mayla had stopped suddenly, letting Fleur bump into her. Fleur frowned and straightened out her robes.

“Charlie…he was here. I can smell him. That wonderful cologne! Perhaps I should by him some more…”

“Mayla, only you would stop from discussing important news to that of a man.”

“Oh, but what a man he is. He must have been here recently, I can’t wait to see him again.”

“How many times must I remind you, he has a girl…”

“Girl? Is it not a woman?” Mayla joked, “Then I can take him from her easily enough.”

Charlie frowned from his hiding place, which happened to be in a nearby closet.

“He won’t give in…”

“Unless I up the stakes. If he is also just returning from a mission, then likely he will want a drink…or more. I can get him into my bed after that.”

Charlie looked blankedly at the glass he carried with him and took another swig, not making a sound.

“Oh, no…you most certainly will not!” Fleur cried out.

“And I have just the potion to help me.” Mayla then frowned at her cousin. Why was she protecting Charlie and his girlfriend? Fleur had often confided how the Weasley’s didn’t exactly make her feel welcome at the Burrow, things had only changed recently. Maybe the answer will come once I find out who she is, the girl thought, perhaps I should concentrate on that first!

The two cousins then left to go upstairs and freshen-up.


Minutes passed slowly before Charlie felt it was safe enough to leave his hiding place. He opened the door just in time to find his former potions professor entering the room. Severus smirked as he saw Charlie leaving the closet carefully.

“Avoiding the veela women?” He easily guessed. But there was a frown on his face, as his only concern was Hermione – and whether or not she would get hurt.

Charlie knew he couldn’t hold one over on Snape. Best to get him on his side so he decided to tell the truth. “They were in here, arguing about me. Mayla said something about a potion she plans to help…” He stopped, not quite wanting to say what Mayla was after. Besides, knowing Snape he probably already figured it out.

“You know what this potion is?”

Charlie shook his head. “Only that she has one, who knows what it might do. Something about making sure we all drink tonight, which is highly likely given our recent assignments and losing an Order member.”

“Who was lost?” Severus had only just arrived, he hadn’t heard any recent developments yet.

“Tuk’s cousin, Ralph Spoonedge. Two Deatheaters fell as well.”

Snape nodded. Indeed there would be drinking tonight. Sometimes the Order could be quite reckless. But then, weren’t most men and women during times of war? “Well, in regard to Hermione I should tell you that we plan to bring her here tomorrow night. She and I are working on a new potion. One based on some of the ancient spells the two of you researches last summer.”

Charlie became excited. “You mean the ones before the magical and non-magical world separated?”

Snape nodded. “Indeed. Of course, we will need to test them and then try out a few modernized ones. Hermione spent the last weekend coming up with some new ideas, and I must say they seem quite promising.”

Charlie nodded eagerly. “No wonder she seemed so driven at Oxford. She was probably already spewing with ideas.”

“Most likely, if I know the witch.” Snape chuckled. “I haven’t been her teacher for the past six years for nothing!”

Charlie suddenly felt the most at ease as he ever had in the presence of Severus Snape. He figured Hermione was likely responsible. He remembered the way she had easily cried in her birth father’s arms upon learning of her other father’s death. So natural, so uninhibited.

“Now, what are we going to do about this veela woman?”

Charlie shook his head from the memory. He sighed. “I have no idea. I was hoping just to ignore her, but Bill told me that she’s relentless, never gives up. And hiding doesn’t seem likely, not here; at the very least I can make sure she doesn’t get teamed up with me for any assignments.

Snape nodded. “Well, no doubt she plans to do something quite illegal tonight, unless it is a potion she takes herself. Although we can’t rule out reverse inhibition potions. They are mild and not the least bit restricted. I can have an antidote prepared in minutes, if you like.”

Charlie pondered the thought. “No, I can’t play by her rules. Besides, I truly love your daughter. No inhibition reversals can erase that from my mind.”

Spoken like a true Gryffindor, Snape thought. Then again, if anything could prove the love Charlie has for my daughter, this will do it…or at least be a good start! “Very well. But I think I don’t have to remind you my role in this.”

Charlie gulped. Not for lack of faith, he just knew that crossing Severus in any way could very well jeopardize everything at stake. Not to mention my arse, he thought wondering what kinds of hexes Severus and Hermione would throw at him. Or poisons.

“Oh! Before I forget, I have a letter for Hermione. I thought it best to send it with you.” He took the letter and handed it to the Potions Professor.

“You wouldn’t rather tell you herself tomorrow?” Snape asked as he pocketed the letter.

Charlie shook his head. “No, it’s been almost a week since our last letter. I couldn’t risk it while on assignment.”

At Hogwarts

Ron was in a tizzy. Hermione was busy almost all the time and he couldn’t stand it. He wanted to make his intentions clear to her, but between Susan’s contant flirting with him during class and Luna’s shy advances he couldn’t think straight. At least Luna was nice company, in fact, too nice of company. When Hermione had “caught” them together one night during her rounds, he was left flustering apologies. But Hermione had only smiled, and said she thought Luna was sweet.

Sweet?!! Where was the jealousy? The rants, the raves he so desperately wanted from her? The confessions of undying love? And what on earth had possessed him to take Luna’s hand to escort her back to the Ravenclaw Common Room?

Ron sighed. The answers weren’t coming clear enough for him. He wondered if he should take up Luna’s offer, but still wanted Hermione instead.

“Ron, I know where we could go without anyone disturbing us…there’s a nice little nook over on the fourth floor. I could…take care of you.”

Had she meant what he thought she meant? He kind of wanted to follow her there, to watch her take down his pants and slide his member deep into her mouth, watching those cute, thin lips take him all the way in and out, over and over until he pulled her up, lifted her robes, and thrust into deep into her wet pussy. But then again, what would Hermione say if she found out?

As if to torment him further, he was doing his rounds himself tonight and found a similar sight. He had heard something coming from an empty classroom, and peeked inside. What he saw made him instantly hard.

Padma Patil was bent over one of the desks, her robes cast aside as Neville Longbottom thrust into her from behind. She was moaning, no, screaming her release as Neville’s hands were groping her breasts.

“Oh, me next!” Another female voice said. Neville took his cock out long enough to find new passage in that of Padma’s own sister, Parvati. She was naked on the teacher’s desk, leaning back as Neville slide inside her with ease.

Padma laughed. “I told you that everlast potion would work! You’ve been going for an hour, Neville!”

Ron shut his eyes for a moment. He didn’t want to see anymore of naked Neville’s arse, and he also imagined joining them, letting Padma take his own cock into her mouth, sucking him off while her sister was fucked by Neville. I have to get out of here, he thought. Before I go in there and do something about this! He groaned at his own state of arousal. Quickly he hurried to the nearest boy’s lavatory and took care of it. Thinking of both Hermione and Luna, pleasuring him together.

The next morning: Grimmauld Place

Mayla had waited for Fleur to finally leave their quarters to spend some “quality” time with Bill before locking the door. She didn’t silence it, who knew if Charlie would pass by and hear what she was about to do? Or any member for the matter. She giggled at her own inner thought as she disrobed. She lay on her bed and wasted no time pleasuring herself, all the while thinking of one certain red-head young man. Imagining him going down on her, taking him in her mouth, then letting him thrust hard, deep inside of her.

She hadn’t been able to go through with her plan the evening before, but intended to do so after the “big” meeting that night.

At Hogwarts

Hermione squealed when Severus gave her the letter from Charlie and quickly read it from her seat. Severus left to give her some privacy, and then returned to tell her the news: She would see Charlie tonight!

Hermione could scarcely contain herself, and was all smiled when she later made an appearance, albeit a late one, at breakfast. Ron gave her a suspicious look, even Harry seemed curious about her excited look. Ginny smirked, as she knew it likely had something to do with Charlie.

“Hermione,” Ron said breaking the girl from her bliss. The smile left her face as she turned toward Ron. “I was wondering if you’d like to go to Hogsmead with me on Saturday.”

Neither had noticed Luna approaching, but Ginny saw the crestfallen look on the girl’s face before she turned and walked away.

“You mean you and Harry?” Hermione asked.

“No, er, just you and me.” Ron replied.

“Ron, I don’t think…”

“Why not?” He nearly yelled.

“It’s not your business to know why!” She yelled back. She grabbed her biscuit and left.

That’s it! Ron thought. He was tired of her ignoring his advances, and no she had just turned him down…well, pretty much. He turned to the Ravenclaw table where Luna sat. She was looking at him, but quickly turned away with a scowl.

Later that day

Hermione was a bit nervous as she and Severus apparating in Grimmauld Place. She was going to present and explain to the Order members the ideas she had developed from her research. She hadn’t been introduced to most of them yet, although some probably had heard about her. Most likely from that blasted Daily Prophet, she thought wryly to herself. But many still did not know she was now an Order member, the only one who was still in school.

They entered the main room to find most members sitting around or standing near a long table that had been set up for their many meetings. She saw some familiar old faces besides the Weasley’s, and this comforted her nerves. Still, she was confident and had rehearsed in her head what she was going to say.

Mayla looked at the young woman who followed Professor Snape into the room. She was young, most likely still in school. The girl had dressed carefully, she thought to herself. Designer jeans and an almost snug black sweater capped at the sleeves.

When Severus had everyone’s attention, which was pretty much from the second his presence was known, he started. A sly smirk was almost detectable from his lips, but only those who knew him closest knew he likely had an ulterior motive.

“May I present to you, Hermione Granger, our youngest Order member and, as many of you have likely heard, the smartest witch of our generation.”

Hermione inwardly groaned. She didn’t know he was going to say that! A few members scoffed, but those that knew her, or of her, either nodded or didn’t react at all. It was simply a fact, they knew, one proven on more than one occasion.

“As some of you may already know, Ms. Granger has already taken her NEWT’s but remains at Hogwarts acting as a Teacher’s Apprentice for her seventh year while also continuing her research assisting the Order. She was made a member at the early part of this past summer. Ms. Granger?”

Hermione cleared her throat and then began explaining her idea, why, and what some of the expected outcomes might be, and how they planned to use the potion or potions, should more than one prove fruitful in the war against Voldemort.

Mayla listened and was dumbfounded at this young shite. The girl’s details were precise and demonstrative of her high intelligence. The veela turned to see what Charlie thought of this young show-off, but was surprised to see the girl had his full attention! In fact, he seemed to be staring at her longingly, deeply entranced by the girl. Mayla’s jaw nearly dropped. She couldn’t believe he was giving her more attention than he had her! Fuming, Mayla turned back to what the girl was saying. But the girl had stopped, and was listening to something an Order member was saying.

“When do you expect to have your trials completed?” The older man asked.

“Three weeks. The potions should only take fifteen days, but we must add in time for the trials and any errors that may occur.”

“What kind of errors? What might their repercussions do?” A young witch asked.

This one Snape answered before Hermione had the chance. “I assure you, Ms. Granger does not make mistakes. She brewed a polyjuice potion perfectly, without guidance, during her second-year at Hogwarts. Next question.”

Hermione looked at her father in shock. He knew?!! She turned back to her audience to continue answering questions.

After a grueling hour the meeting was finally adjourned. Most seemed impressed and felt the research was a promising step in the war efforts. Hermione was beaming with pride, but searched for Charlie as she politely answered some lingering questions and compliments given to her and Snape as the Order filtered out of the room. She caught his eye, seeing him motion for her to follow him. Politely excusing herself, Hermione went in the direction Charlie had gone, toward Dumbledore’s makeshift office.

Seeing no one, Hermione carefully made her way down the hall until she was finally pulled into a room hardly used by anyone. Charlie’s arms quickly engulfed her a tight hug and brought her lips to his. The kisses were urgent, as Hermione was expected to return to Hogwarts with Severus in less than an hour. She reached her arms around his neck and pulled him more tightly against her, feeling his arousal.

“You were magnificent,” He whispered in her ear. “I daresay I’ll have to be fighting for your attention, not only from other horny wizards but those with academics and research on their minds.”

“Oh, but how I envy you…going out on assignment, actually making a difference.”

“And you’re not? You might be making the biggest difference of all, even if Harry is the one who must battle Voldemort personally.”

“Enough talk. I missed you!”

“I still miss you, I cannot bare the thought of when we will see each other next.” He growled, then brought her back into a mind blowing kiss.

Mayla made her way down the hall where she had seen the younger girl disappear only moments before. It was one off boundary to most the Order members, but she didn’t care. She wanted to see what this girl was made of! She found nothing, and was about to turn back when she heard a noise coming from an unmarked room. The door was slightly ajar, and she peeked inside.

She nearly gasped aloud – there was Ms. Granger engaged in an incredible, passionate kiss with the object of her affections! This…this girl was the one he was seeing?!! Anger began to pound in her blood. Never had she been so insulted! A school girl! Charlie was involved with a school girl! No wonder Fleur refused to give her any details!

She quietly turned away and went back to where the others were now, in the sitting room likely pouring more rounds. Ideas spun in her head. Regardless, she was going to make use of this information and take Charlie away from that little Hogwarts brat!

She never noticed the figure that had followed her. Severus Snape kept to the shadows until Mayla was out of sight. He left the corridor to return to the lingering Order members. No sense bothering Hermione and Charlie until it was time to go.

AN: I know, I know…you wanted more Hermione/Charlie which I will definitely give next chapter. Hopefully more Severus/Rosalyn and some other ideas as well. Please remember to give me your thoughts.