Something Special About Harry

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.


Special Thanks to Keikokin for the request and Tivogirl for the wonderful beta work

Chapter 20

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS FEMSLASH AND TOYS.
This is a little off of my normal writing, be gentle in the criticism.


Revenge is Sweet? Says Who?

Hermione sat in her private rooms. Head Girl status had its perks.

Severus and Draco parted at the blond’s room as he went to get Hermione. Knocking on her door, he waited, impatient to get back to Severus. Hermione opened the door, smiled and pulled him inside, She tried to get into his arms but he quietly sidestepped her.
“Hermione, are you busy right now? I’d like you to come to my quarters if you can.”

She looked askance but grabbed her robe and wand. “Lead on”, she tried a quiet seductive grin.

Draco held the door open for her. They walked in silence down to the dungeons, both with their own thoughts. Hermione hoping for the shag of her life with the two sexist men in Slytherin and Draco hoping he and Severus came out hurt not to badly.

When they go there and Draco opened the door and she walked through, she thought her prayers had been answered. Reality came crashing down as she saw the two men standing next to each other, and glancing at her.

Hermione began squirming, feeling the Gryffindor need for confession. Before either man could say anything, she started. “Draco, Professor, I don’t think you will like what I have to tell you. You see, the other night after Harry and Mr. Malfoy’s wedding, I was so drunk I had no idea what I was doing. Oh gods, this is so embarrassing. I woke up the next morning with someone else in my bed and I’m not sure how they got there. I don’t remember anything – not how I got to my room, what time I got there, if I talked in my sleep that night or even how she got in my bed. All I remember is having a very lustful dream about the three of us and calling out your names. I don’t even know if I did it out loud or just in my dreams.” Hermione’s face bloomed red as they stood staring at her.

“Miss Granger what are you trying to tell us in this roundabout way of yours?” Severus could feel hope building in his chest briefly.

“Professor what I’m trying to tell you is I was so drunk at the wedding that I woke up the next morning with none other than ritaskeeter wrapped around me. The worrying part is I talk in my sleep and she seemed awful happy to wake up where she was.”

The men looked at each other. “Miss Granger would you mind repeating the name and this time clearly please.”

Hermione sighed and hung her head. “RitaSkeeter” was mumbled into her chest.

“Hermione, enough. Who was it?”

“Alright, just don’t hex me. It was Rita Skeeter.”

Draco and Severus looked at each other, fear and hope crossing their faces at once. Draco cleared his throat as his eyes bored into Severus’, finally nodding. “Hermione, given the information you may have indirectly spilled, we think the decision we made prior to this meeting will be changed. We’re sorry Hermione, but we are going to have to cease all sexual activities with you. Now it is too risky and more importantly Severus and I have decided to get married and it will be monogamous.”

Hermione looked at them for a moment before the words sunk in. When they penetrated her conscience, Hermione could feel her ire build. How dare they dump her like a common tart? Glaring at the two, she became angrier and vowed “You will not treat me like this. You will know my anger.” She turned and flounced out the door, already forming plans for revenge and she knew right where to start, in the vipers den, and she knew exactly who to use. Striding through the Slytherin Common Room, she saw the person who was going to help her. She smiled a secretive and coy smile at her soon-to-be accomplice and walked towards them.

“Granger what are you doing down here?” The tone was defensive as they were reading the others body language.

“Is there some place quiet and secure that we can go talk?” Her newest partner just smirked, stood, took her by the hand and led her down hall after hall before stopping in front of a door with a sign marked “Danger Keep Out”. The other girl walked up to the door and inserted a key from around her neck. The door swung open and Hermione found herself pulled into a well-lit room. She began looking around and noticing the furnishings and accoutrements. There was a single bed, a table with a cauldron simmering and a strange type of container in the corner that reminded Hermione of a Muggle freezer chest. She also noted many different torture devices or sex aids, depending on your tastes.

“So Granger what has brought you to the budding evil scientist’s lair?”

“It’s like this Pansy. I know that you have had a thing for Draco and lately he’s been banging me like a drum and even tried to bring the Bat into it. I didn’t mind that at all. Would have welcomed it in fact. But they just told me they were getting married. Can you believe this? I thought this was a co-ed school and for gods sake its like half the school is gay. I don’t even mind that. What I can’t stand not knowing is what the hell am I missing? Two guys I can almost understand but two females? I like something solid in me and I’m afraid I’m ignorant on this. I know nothing at all about what goes on between two females.” Hermione finished her speech and hung her head and totally missed the evil leer on Pansy’s face.

“So, Hermione, why did you come here to me? You know I could educate, look around you. Before you ask, I have no discrimination about the sex of my partner, as long as I get my pleasure too. If I don’t hit peak, nasty things can happen. So here’s what going to happen if you want an education. We are going to get naked, I’ll pick out our toys, we’ll get on that bed over there and I’ll tell you how to pleasure me. When I’m done, it’s your turn and I’ll guarantee I can please you as well or better than any man.” Pansy stopped and waited.

Hermione looked around her. “Explain what each is for as you choose it. I’m not into pain.”

Pansy laughed lightly. “Hermione stick with me. I’ll take you to the edge of pain and the next second it will be pure bliss. This requires trust – if you don’t have that tell me now, I’ll obliviate this conversation and room from your memories and you will find yourself wandering the dungeons cursing Draco and Severus. It is your decision.”

Hermione closed her eyes, coming to a decision. “Fine. I’ll go along with this, only one thing. When it’s my turn, blindfold me and tie me up. It will let me keep the illusion that it wasn’t my choice. I still need that thought for a bit.”

Pansy quickly pulled Hermione to her, letting their bodies’ touch fully clothed for the first time. “Hermione, when I’m done a man will never be good enough for you again,” Pansy let her face move closer to Hermione, leaning in to whisper erotic ideas into her ear, letting her lips play with the bushy-haired girl’s earlobe. She felt the shudder of anticipation run through the Gryffindor and couldn’t help thinking this was too easy. She just hoped her experiment would work this time. Pansy was fast running out of experimental subjects and didn’t want to use herself. The Slytherin let her lips brush against Hermione’s lips, The soft gasp drew her back, making her suck in the other’s bottom lip. When she turned it loose, a low moan was heard and she was encouraged. She let the kiss continue until they were locked in to a tongue dueling kiss. Pansy broke off the kiss. “Wait for me by the bed.” Pansy went to the wall and picked out all the items that she would teach Hermione to use on her and most she would use on the Hermione. She went to the freezer and pulled out two vials, being careful to read the labels and the exact place she set them down next to the bed. She arranged her toys on the bed and looked at Hermione. “Now we start.”

Pansy pulled Hermione to her and began kissing her again, showing patience while waiting for Hermione to start participating. Soon Pansy had them both naked and on the bed, right where she wanted to be. She guided Hermione through her initiation to females making love to each other. When it came time for “something hard inside” like Hermione mentioned she reached to the floor and grabbed a vial. She took it and rubbed it between her hands before grabbing the device she wanted and loaded the contents of the vial into. She handed it to the Gryffindor. “Now Hermione, the best way for you to learn this is to think of what you like done to you and then try it on me. From there I’ll let you know. You can start any time now.”

Hermione took a deep breath and looked at the phallic object in her hand. Pansy saw the trepidation in her eyes and reached out a hand to cover the Gryffindor’s. She slowly guided it to herself, spreading herself wide to accommodate it. Hermione’s eyes grew large as saucers as she stared in awe as Pansy used both of their hands to simulate being fucked. Her other hand reached out and began stroking and touching Pansy’s nipple. Hermione totally lost herself in the experience. Before long, Pansy was thrusting like mad and yelling “Harder, Harder!” Hermione tried but was scared of hurting the Slytherin. Pansy grabbed the other girl’s hand that was teasing her breasts and moved it down to her nerve bundle. “Rub. Hard, Fast! I’m almost there. When I holler NOW push it in real hard, hold it there and push the button on the bottom. C’mon Granger Faster!”

Pansy could feel her climax starting low in her legs, building upwards and her legs began twitching. Her cries were echoing off the dungeon walls. With a final upward lurch, she yelled “NOW”. Hermione, caught up in the scents and sensations, pushed hard and hit the button. Pansy squealed as she was filled with the contents from the vial and her own juices gushed. She collapsed back on the bed, relishing the act and satisfaction she was experiencing. Hermione stayed where she was, just watching the changes taking place on the other girl.

“Pansy, is it always like that? Will it be like that for me?”

Pansy looked up at Hermione as her brain began registering again. She took her hand & removed the phallus and flopped back down. “Hermione it’s your first time with this. I can only hope it’s this good or better for you. Give me a minute to rest and we’ll make your day better.”

“One more question Pansy. What was in the vial you used and are you using it on me?”

Pansy looked at the seventh year in front of her. This was just too easy. “Yes Hermione, it’ll feel like the real thing just like when a man shoots his cum in you. You’ll feel the warmth and the flood of feelings with it. Now come down here and kiss me.”

Hermione eased to her side and faced the Slytherin. Their lips met, tongues dueled, and Pansy Parkinson used every trick she knew to bring the other girl to the highest peak without letting her finish. When Hermione was on her back and thrusting into the air, Pansy reached down and picked up the other vial and ran it over the heated, sensitive labia of the squirming girl. She let it slowly slide into her opening, being careful to hold on to it. When it was warmed to Pansy’s specifications she pulled it out and heard Hermione moan. “Please Pansy, I need that thing now. Fuck me please!” Hermione’s fingers began playing with her own nipples and reached for her clit. She could feel the precipice close and tossed her head back and forth. Pansy loaded the vial into the other dildo and began teasing the Gryffindor with it before letting it sink into the panting teen. Hermione’s body convulsed as her body accepted it and stretched to fit it. “Oh my fucking god! Yes Pansy, MORE!” Hermione began matching the pace and thrusts as Pansy used her toy. The Slytherin leaned up and took a nipple in her mouth and sucked hard as the other girl cried out when the two sensations collided in her brain. Hermione’s legs began trembling.

“Tell me when Hermione and I’ll fill you hotter and deeper than any man ever has.” Pansy picked up the pace, making sure to flick a long nail across the throbbing clitoris of the madly humping girl.

Hermione’s grunts could be heard sounding off the walls. They were outdone by the sound of the headboard bouncing off the stone walls.

“Oh gods, Pansy, more, deeper.” Pansy looked down at the girl. At this rate, Pansy thought to herself, I should have used the longer one on her. Let’s see what she can handle.

“Hermione if you want more I have to stop for a minute to get something else. Keep touching yourself, I’ll be right back.” Pansy left that one in and jumped off the bed, running to the wall for the ultimate in her collection. Running to the freezer, she pulled out two vials and fit them in the monstrous fake cock, never checking the labels. She was beyond excited as she ran back to the wall with another idea burning in her satyric brain. She grabbed two sets of more pleasure devices and headed back for the bed.

“Hermione, is this what you want?” She saw the other girl’s glazed eyes open wider.

“Please, oh gods and goddess, I have to have that beast in me now!”

Pansy leaned over and kissed her, tonguing her mouth the way the dildo had her nether regions. The female Slytherin broke the kiss off and let both hands start playing with the other girl’s nipples. “Touch one like I’m doing.” Hermione tried to sit up but cried out as she realized she was still phallus-stuffed.

Not to be left untouched, Pansy straddled Hermione so they could stroke each other, keeping each other in a fevered pitch. The Slytherin picked something unknown up from the bed and looked at her partner. “Trust me, this will feel great.” She showed the panting girl two sets of something resembling mouths, complete with hollow like mouths and lips. She took a set and leaned over, using her tongue to wet both nipples on the wiggling girl. Seeing them harden she slipped the “mouths” over them, whispered something and Hermione cried out as she was licked, nibbled and sucked hard on both at the same time. Pansy scooted forward up Granger’s belly and leaned over. “Suck my tits Granger.”

Hermione grabbed her, pulled her down closer and clamped down on a nipple. She tongued it into a hard pebble and sucked as hard as possible while twisting the other one. It was Pansy’s turn to cry out. “The other one, Hurry!” Hermione dropped the first one and attacked the other one with her mouth while keeping the other one aroused with her fingers. Pansy pushed the bushy-haired girl’s hand and mouth away, replacing them with the second set of “mouths”. Both girls were moaning now, louder and longer than Moaning Myrtle.

Pansy wasn’t ready to let the Gryffindor climax just yet. She had seven years of frustration to work out on the bitch, while still getting her own pleasure out of it. She slithered back down to Hermione’s groin and pushed the still embedded dildo in once more and began twisting it while bringing it back out, teasing the Gryffindor. She took her free hand and tweaked the swollen nerve bundle. Knowing Hermione couldn’t reach her while impaled, she swung her body around on the other girl. Before Pansy had any idea what hit her, Hermione grabbed her ass and brought the shocked Slytherin’s privates to her mouth and began lapping. Pansy started grinding down at the contact. She returned the favor and when Hermione stopped for a minute, Pansy handed back the third “mouth”. As Pansy slipped the one she held over Hermione’s love button and activated it, Hermione set her’s to work on Pansy.

The girls were now both openly moaning. Both were being sucked and licked at pleasure points while Hermione was still being teased with the tip of the dildo. Pansy finally pulled it out and turned around to look in the lust glazed eyes. “Suck it clean quick and then use it on me while I use the other one on you.” Hermione didn’t need to be told twice and soon both females were in a frenzy to reach their peaks.

Pansy was surprised that Hermione could take the monster she was using on her, not even she could and that was after the best hung guy in the school had her and that included the teachers. Thinking to herself, she concluded that Granger had hidden depths, no pun intended.

The trembling began in their legs again as both girls cried out “Now” and rammed the other with their respective toys and hit the buttons. Both were filled with a warm substance deeper than ever before. It coincided with their own orgasms, causing the girls to collapse as the aftershocks still pulsated through them.

Pansy regained her composure first and extracted the fake cock from herself and removed the three mouths. She saw the look of bliss on the nearly unconscious Gryffindor and removed the mouths first. Firmly believing in an old wive’s tale, she was slow to remove the phallus from Hermione. Before she did, she lifted the girl’s hips and slide a wedge under her to keep her pelvis tipped. She slowly pulled the overlarge fake cock out and looked at it before she dropped it to the floor. She lay down next to the Gryffindor and covered them both up with a blanket. “Sleep now Hermione. That was fucking fantastic”.

Both girls fell asleep without Pansy realizing what had happened as she dropped the toys to the floor. There were now four empty vials rolling freely around on the floor – one marked Sterile, one marked 7NL, one marked 7RH and one marked just TR.