Beyond Appearances

Title: Beyond Appearances
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Up top
Pairing: Tara/Hermione, F/F/M, M/M
Chapter 2
A/N:

***Anything that Tara is consciously aware of will be in first person point of view.***

As you will soon see, not everything is done with her being consciously aware of it. Also, I picture the showers how it was like in the locker rooms, where it’s just like cement or brick sections and you’d have to go to a drying and changing room separate from the showers.

If you like this story, you can ignore this and get to the story. If you don't, either read this note or just stop reading all together. No one's forcing you to read this.
Yes, it is taking some time to get the three of them together, but it's not like it's going to happen overnight, nothing does, and there is actually a plot to this story which may also explain some confusion. Everything will come together later. I don't do many stories from first person point of view, but for those that don't understand, you will only see things from Tara's knowledge. She doesn't know the thoughts of others, she doesn't know what they're doing when she's not around them. That's the way it is. Once again, you don't like it, hit the back button.


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Tara’s eyes opened to the blackness of the night. It was no later than 2 in the morning, but she rose from her sleep anyway. Her eyes shined molten silver and she could easily see in the darkness. As she sat in her bed she looked over to the sleeping girl next to her. She stood from her bed and took the few steps needed to stand next to Hermione’s bed.

She quietly cast a few wandless spells before she crawled on top of Hermione, moving to straddle her waist. She closed the curtains before leaning down and taking the curly haired brunet’s slightly parted mouth with her own. As she softly pressed her lips to the other girl’s she flicked her tongue inside, taking a taste of the girl beneath.

She let out a soft, pleased moan before she traced her fingers softly from the side of Hermione’s face, down her neck, over her soft cotton night gown to her breasts. She gave one of her nipples a pinch to which Hermione made a little whimper in her sleep.

Tara smiled before she pushed the blanket down to the girl’s ankles. She placed her hand around the ankle before running it slowly up her smooth leg. She passed the side of the brunet’s panties, moving higher up, underneath the night gown to feel the soft breasts without the cotton separating them. She whispered a spell that vanished Hermione’s clothes.

The brunet shivered a little, shifting in her sleep slightly. Tara looked over the naked Hermione. Her hair was curly but not untamed. She ran her fingers through it to feel the soft strands caress her hand. Her face was beautiful, knowing there were amber eyes beneath the closed lids. Her lips were soft and kissable. Her neck smooth and lean, Tara knew she’d have to mark it. Her breasts were a gorgeous C-cup with perfectly sized nipples, perked up at the loss of her clothes. Her stomach was flat, leading down to a beautiful hairless pussy. Tara licked her lips and smirked at the thought of smart, seemingly bookworm Hermione to be a little naughty. Finally her legs were long and smooth, with cute little feet to end it off.

Tara looked back at Hermione’s face before glancing back down to her breasts. The molten silver of her eyes seemed to shine brighter before she took a nipple in her mouth, trailing her tongue in circles around it and sucking gently. She trailed her hand back down across the girl’s stomach to lie between her legs, a finger gently teasing the other girl’s clit.

Hermione let out a moan, slowly opening her eyes. It took her a bit to realize that she was awake, and when she did, she instantly gasped. She tried to jerk away, speaking out loud, “What are you doing?!”

Tara instantly lifted her head to look up at Hermione, whispering a spell that kept her wrists and ankles where they were unless the blond moved them herself.

“T-Tara?” Hermione asked in shock.

A low growl escaped Tara’s lips. “Mine.” She spoke, taking Hermione’s lips again.

Hermione gasped into the kiss. She didn’t know what was going on, but those silver eyes were not those of Tara’s. There seemed something animalistic in the way she growled and seemed to claim her. The blond bit softly on Hermione’s bottom lip to which Hermione felt a wave of pleasure, almost like a calming wave coming over her.

She instantly relaxed to the other girl’s ministrations, meekly kissing back.

Tara pulled back after a few minutes, smiling at how Hermione was giving in to her now. The way it should be. Another whispered spell had her own clothes off, neatly folded on her bed a few paces away.

Hermione gasped. “Gods, Tara… you’re beautiful.” She spoke before she realized what she was doing. She blushed in embarrassment. She didn’t even think she liked girls, but here she was, submitting to this creature that Tara became. She’d have to look up what type of creature tomorrow and filed that thought away for later.

Tara smiled, running a thumb lightly over the pink tinting Hermione’s cheeks. “So are you.” She leaned down to kiss Hermione again, pressing her body against the other girl’s. She broke off to speak again. “And I want you so bad right now.” She rubbed her clit against the other girl’s clit, causing both girls to gasp.

In one fluid motion, Tara crawled down Hermione’s body to lick at her clit. She brought one hand up to softly massage one of Hermione’s breasts, circling and pinching her nipples as she continued to lick and softly suck on her clit. She aimed lower and gave one long lick up her entire pussy. “You taste so good,” Tara spoke before she whispered something else and got back to the warm folds and sweet taste of Hermione.

Hermione let out a long moan. She moved to hold her hand on the back of Tara’s head and parted her legs to give the girl easier access all while keeping the blush on her face. She was embarrassed but there was no denying the fact that this felt so good. She also didn’t want to know what happened if you denied this creature what she obviously thought was hers. So she might as well enjoy it.

Tara stuck her tongue inside Hermione’s tight pussy. It was apparent she was still a virgin, which only seemed to spur her on. She licked up to her clit again before sticking a finger in her, curling it to hit her G-spot and smiling at the gasp she received. “I want to make you come.” She added another finger and started moving them inside the girl, hitting her G-spot with every flick of her fingers. “Don’t worry about noise; I put up a silencing charm.”

Hermione didn’t even think to ask her about how she knew that charm already as she was too much into the pleasure the blond was giving her. Tara had gone back to licking and sucking at her clit, her free hand going back up to her breasts.

It only took a few more moments before Hermione was biting her lip, trying in vein to hold off the moan of her orgasm as her body shook and Tara licked up all the juices.

When Hermione relaxed again, Tara licked her lips, crawling back up so she lay face to face on top of Hermione. Her own pussy seemed to be pulsing with need. She kissed her again, letting the brunet taste herself before kissing along her neck. She really did want to mark what was hers. She brought the same fingers that were inside Hermione just seconds ago to her own pussy, sticking them in and started to masturbate on top of Hermione before attaching her mouth to Hermione’s warm neck. She sucked, licked and nibbled on the soft flesh beneath her, breathing in Hermione’s smell as her own fingers brought her to completion. She bit harder, bringing a flood of pleasure over Hermione as she came, her juices dripping down her hand onto Hermione’s pussy, mixing the fluids there.

She took out her fingers, licking them clean before getting out of the bed and covering Hermione up with the blanket again. “Sleep,” she spoke to the dazed girl. Seeing her eyes close, she went back to her own bed, putting back on her clothes before crawling into bed again to fall back to sleep.

*

I woke slowly at first, rubbing at my eyes. It took a while for me to remember that I wasn’t in the orphanage anymore. I was at Hogwarts, the rest of the girls were still asleep. I vaguely remember amber eyes before I heard the charms book reading in my head. I remembered what it was saying, so I figured it must have finished some time during the night and was just repeating itself now. I ended the spell and got up to get a shower and get ready.

I just finished showering, going to head to the changing room when Hermione emerged from the changing room. I quickly glanced away, seeing that she was naked, feeling a little embarrassed. I stopped myself from covering myself up. I kind of knew I was bi, but I never did anything with anyone, and if I covered myself it might make me look suspicious, so I just stood there.

“Um… morning.” I heard her voice so I looked at her again. She had a hand on the side of her neck, her arms covering her nipples but showing off her cleavage. Blushing a bit, I quickly looked up to her face to see that she was blushing too.

“Morning.” I said shortly before looking away and walking again to the changing room. I wrapped a towel around myself and turned around to see Hermione had disappeared into a stall. Feeling better now that I was covered, I spoke again. “So how did the spell work for you last night?”

“Good.” I heard her quick reply.

I frowned a bit. Did something happen? Maybe things would be less tense once we were both dressed and ready for the day. I dried off and got changed, putting my clothes in a hamper in the changing room before doing a drying charm to my hair. I ran a brush through it a couple times, heading back into the bedroom.

I waited on my bed for Hermione. I didn’t want to go to the common room by myself seeing as only Harry was giving me a chance and everyone else was still weary or upset about me. I didn’t know who else was down there at the time but I didn’t want to find out. I just ignored the sneers from some of the other girls as they woke up.

Soon after they woke, Hermione came out, fully dressed, wearing a grey turtle neck under her Hogwart’s robe.

I smiled at her. “It’s so weird for me, having to wear this.”

She seemed to relax and smiled at me. “I know what you mean. I wasn’t used to it when I was 11. So did the spell work for you too?”

I smiled and nodded. “I think I have all of first level charms learned. I just have to practice it. Can we go down and practice before breakfast?”

“Sure.” Hermione answered. As we walked down to the common room, she spoke again, “I need to head to the library after supper. Would you like to come? You might find a book that will cover the spells you missed better.”

“Sure!” I smiled when we got to the bottom of the stairs. She looked at me with a questioning look before she blushed and looked away again.

“Are you alright?” I asked, concerned.

“Yeah, sorry.” Hermione answered. We sat on a couch and I practiced my charms while Hermione watched to give pointers if needed. Every now and then the picture of a naked, blushing Hermione standing in the shower room came to my mind, but I had to push it away to do the spells. It did make me blush a bit. She was very pretty.

*

After about a half an hour, students started to trickle down into the common room. Harry came to join us, sitting on a chair by the couch. “Ron’s not talking to me again,” he spoke to Hermione.

Hermione sighed and shook her head. “Honestly, that boy. At least you’ve given her a chance, and if Ron can’t understand that he should too then that’s his problem.”

I couldn’t help the feeling that maybe there was a little bit more than that going on in her head. She seemed to trust me a lot for just meeting me yesterday… then again I sort of felt the same way for her. I don’t know what it is; it was almost like a little voice inside me telling me to trust her with my life. It was kind of scary; I never heard that voice before this morning, and I never trusted anyone with my life.

“Tara?” I heard break through my thoughts.

“Hm?” I asked, looking up at Hermione.

“I said are you ready for breakfast?”

“Oh. Yeah.” I replied, smiling at her before looking at Harry. “Will you be joining us?”

Harry seemed to think about it before he answered, “Sure.”

We went down to the great hall together. Before we entered the doors, Hermione grabbed my hand. Her hand was warmed and seemed a little clammy. She just smiled at me and gave my hand a little squeeze before we continued into the Great Hall, taking the seats from yesterday, but this time Harry sat across from us.

“I wonder if Malfoy would be pissed I’m sitting with his sister.” Harry spoke with a smile.

I laughed a little. “Oh I’ll make sure he notices it.”

“We just talked about him yesterday.” Hermione started, looking at Harry. “They’re twins you know. So she really doesn’t want him to keep acting the way he has been, she’s going to try to change that.”

I nodded in agreement with what she said.

“Do you really think that could work?” Harry asked. “He’s practically a death eater already.”

“He may be a prat but that doesn’t mean he’s a death eater.” Hermione spoke before I answered.

I set my jaw. “It’s going to work. He’s my twin; he can’t hide from me, not now that we’re in the same country again. I refuse to let my *twin* be brainwashed by our parents just because our dad lost his mind from a crazy psychopath with a death wish.”

Harry smiled at me and I smiled back. It was nice to know that someone else seemed to like me.

At that moment, Draco walked in. I looked up to see him and he glanced at me before heading to the Slytherin table. I kept my eyes on him, waiting until he sat down before I smirked and gave him another mental tap.

He glanced at me again before looking back to putting food on his plate. I waited until his plate was full before I did another mental tap. He glanced up again with an unreadable look on his face before he went to eat. I waited until he took a few bites of food before I tapped him again.

At that, he banged down his fork and looked up to glare at me. My smirk turned into a smile and I waved at him. He mumbled something before going back to his food. I opened up my mind to see if I could read his thoughts. The only feelings that washed over me from him were frustration, confusion and contemplation.

“I don’t think he’s angry that I’m sitting with you. I think he’s more just frustrated that I keep bothering him.” I spoke out loud so Harry could hear me. “Watch.” I told them.

Both Harry and Hermione looked at Draco. I gave him another tap. He just sighed and looked at me again, keeping the glare, turning it to Harry with a sneer before he looked down again.

‘You can’t hide.’ I repeated to myself over and over, narrowing my eyes in concentration while I looked at Draco. I felt it bubble up inside me before I pushed it out at Draco.

Draco seemed to sigh again and looked back up at me. ‘Are you done?’ he mouthed the words at me.

I nodded, looking a little upset before going back to my breakfast. “It will work, it will just take some time,” I said quietly.

“How did you make him do that anyway?” Harry asked.

“I’ve kind of always known that magical twins can do a lot of things including share feelings and sending mental taps. I think there‘s more but being in America, I don‘t know what else there is.” I replied.

“So that would explain it,” Harry said.

“Oh! You can talk to Fred and George. They’re Ron’s brothers and they’re twins. They might be able to help you.” Hermione spoke, smiling at me.

I looked a little uncertain. “Would they give me a chance?”

“I’m sure if you’re a friend of Harry’s, they would.” Hermione said, looking at Harry.

Harry just nodded. “We can see them in the common room after supper.”

“Well Hermione wanted to go to the library then.” I spoke, looking between the two. “If you don’t mind just me going with you…” I was a little nervous about not going with Hermione, but I knew I would be able to handle it.

Hermione looked at me with a questioning look. Almost as if she didn’t want me to go by myself either. She took a hold of my hand again. “Are you okay with that?”

I nodded, smiling at her. “I’ll be fine, I’ve handled worse.” I brushed the top of her hand with my thumb, getting the sudden urge to kiss it, but I pushed that feeling aside, managing to hide my blush. Why did I so suddenly want her?

She squeezed my hand, not letting me pull it back so I just let it rest under the table on her thigh. I had to push back another blush as I remembered the glance I got of her naked flesh earlier this morning. I knew what lay under those robes now, I don’t think I could think of her as anything but beautiful. But of course, she was just my friend. She was only holding my hand to give me comfort. She was just so soft and warm.

We were done with breakfast shortly after. Our hands parted and we got up to go to the first class together. “I’m kind of nervous. I won’t know anything,” I admitted.

“It’s okay. Professor Snape always pares us up or has us take notes, so you can be my partner.” Hermione smiled at me again. “You should probably focus on having the potion books read themselves to you. Out of all the classes, this one seems to be the most reliant on previous classes.”

I nodded and took a deep breath before entering the class room. I relaxed when I saw that it was still empty. Hermione and I took seats at the same table before she started telling me a few things I may need to know about potions.