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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
10,255
Reviews:
34
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 3: Triple Threat
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Chapter 3: Triple Threat
“A kissing curse?!” Hermione laughed, her shoulders shaking with her amusement.
“Well, I had to say something, didn’t I? She could have hexed my balls off!”
“He even kissed the statue of Magnus the Mortifying!” Draco chimed in “By the way, if you even think of kissing me again, I will hex your balls off, Weasel!” Ron slouched down in his chair. Draco swiveled his head around, looking them all in the eye.
“So, who’ll go next?” Hermione and Harry both groaned, but Ron brightened considerably – after all, he was finished with his dare.
“Potter?” Draco rounded on Harry. Harry slumped in his seat. “Yes, I think Potter should go next. And I know just the thing for you to do, Potter.” Harry buried his head in his arms. Did he even have to ask? He knew it would be embarrassing.
‘Well, what is it?” Hermione asked impatiently. Draco grinned.
“I think Potter should moon Madam Hooch!”
“What?” Hermione’s voice rose sharply “A teacher again? Draco, we all will wind up expelled. We can’t keep doing strange things involving teachers and keep getting away with it, can we?” She turned to Ron and Harry, looking for agreement. “I mean, Ron was lucky – McGonagall sent him to the infirmary to get looked at. He was able to act strangely enough to come off as being ill. How will Harry explain showing his ass to Madam Hooch?”
“That’s up to Potter.” Malfoy sneered.
“It’s all right, Hermione.” Harry said, his voice grim “It could worse. Much worse.”
And so Harry executed his dare magnificently. In the middle of quidditch practice, his pants slid down to reveal his gleaming white ass. He passed by Madam Hooch and heard her gasp of surprise. Her broom swerved, and she nearly careened into a wall. In the stands, Draco nearly fell over from laughing. Harry quickly snatched his pants up. As he flew by Madam Hooch, he complained loudly “Damn pants, they keep falling down!” Then, ducking low to hide the crimson flush that had crept up his neck and into his cheeks, he landed and ran towards the Gryffindor quarters.
Chapter 3: Triple Threat
“A kissing curse?!” Hermione laughed, her shoulders shaking with her amusement.
“Well, I had to say something, didn’t I? She could have hexed my balls off!”
“He even kissed the statue of Magnus the Mortifying!” Draco chimed in “By the way, if you even think of kissing me again, I will hex your balls off, Weasel!” Ron slouched down in his chair. Draco swiveled his head around, looking them all in the eye.
“So, who’ll go next?” Hermione and Harry both groaned, but Ron brightened considerably – after all, he was finished with his dare.
“Potter?” Draco rounded on Harry. Harry slumped in his seat. “Yes, I think Potter should go next. And I know just the thing for you to do, Potter.” Harry buried his head in his arms. Did he even have to ask? He knew it would be embarrassing.
‘Well, what is it?” Hermione asked impatiently. Draco grinned.
“I think Potter should moon Madam Hooch!”
“What?” Hermione’s voice rose sharply “A teacher again? Draco, we all will wind up expelled. We can’t keep doing strange things involving teachers and keep getting away with it, can we?” She turned to Ron and Harry, looking for agreement. “I mean, Ron was lucky – McGonagall sent him to the infirmary to get looked at. He was able to act strangely enough to come off as being ill. How will Harry explain showing his ass to Madam Hooch?”
“That’s up to Potter.” Malfoy sneered.
“It’s all right, Hermione.” Harry said, his voice grim “It could worse. Much worse.”
And so Harry executed his dare magnificently. In the middle of quidditch practice, his pants slid down to reveal his gleaming white ass. He passed by Madam Hooch and heard her gasp of surprise. Her broom swerved, and she nearly careened into a wall. In the stands, Draco nearly fell over from laughing. Harry quickly snatched his pants up. As he flew by Madam Hooch, he complained loudly “Damn pants, they keep falling down!” Then, ducking low to hide the crimson flush that had crept up his neck and into his cheeks, he landed and ran towards the Gryffindor quarters.