Lust, Lies, and Betrayal

I don\'t own em. You know the drill. Sorry it\'s taken so long for chapter 3. It\'s back to school time so I\'ve been getting my kids ready. =o) Thanks to all who reviewed, keep em coming.

During breakfast, Ron, Harry, and Hermione compared class schedules.
“Well, I see we all have potions together,” Harry grumbled.
“I am so excited that I could wet myself,” Ron laughed.
“You two be nice. If you two just applied yourself more. Seriously. Potions are important. That Polly juice potion was a great help.” Hermione said giving them the motherly eye as she said it.
“Yea, it was so important that it helped Barty Crouch turn into Mad Eye Moody, Hermione,” Ron hissed. “A bunch of bloody rubish. That’s what it is. Eye of this, tongue of that, nails of this, and some of it is shit. No, I mean literally shit. How gross is that!!!”
Harry and Hermione started laughing. “Well fine you laugh but when Snape says eye of toad and pixie dung, you’ll remember what I said,” his eyes narrowing at the joke they were having at his expense.
“What else do you have Harry?” Ron asked changing the subject.
“Mmmm, the usual, Defense Against The Dark Arts, Muggle studies for an easy grade, potions, history, divination.......”
“What are you taking divination for? You know Professor Trelawney is a fake.” Hermione interrupted.
“Herm, I saw her give a real prediction remember? And besides it’s so relaxing in there. And I think Firenze might be teaching with her. They seem to have hit it off very well.”
Ron snickered, “Maybe she’s into bestiality and is turned on by a man who is half horse.”
“Honestly Ron!!” Hermione shoved back her chair and stormed off toward Advanced Arithmacy.
Ron turned to Harry puzzled. “What was that about?”
“Maybe she’s into horses too.” Harry said laughing. The thought of prude little Hermione with a centaur had Harry and Ron rolling until it was time to head to class.
“I’ll see you in Snape’s next hour Harry. “Ron said still clutching his side and giggling.
“Right Ron.” Harry smiled.

Harry started heading to the tower for Divination when he realized that the classes were still taking place in the new room that Firenze made into a forest and called his home. After heading in the right direction, Harry let autopilot take over as he went over the events from the previous night. He felt himself get hard, as he thought of Hermione naked and vulnerable. What he wouldn’t give to hear her moan like that again. And this time it would be all for him. No revenge. No sadness. Just Harry ravishing that beautiful body. He felt himself grow so hard that it was uncomfortable and was contemplating skipping Divination and heading to the prefect bathroom and masturbating when he realized that he was standing in front of the door to Divination. Too late Harry, he told himself. Maybe another time. As he walked into class and sat down he was very thankful that he had to wear a robe.
Harry looked around the classroom, trying to distract himself from Hermione and he liked what he saw. The room was still a forest but now it had a somewhat half dirt porch that ran into a deck. There was small dark tables spread about the deck and on each of them was a candle that flickered in the twilight. There were 10 chaise lounges scattered about, one for each table. Harry spotted a tree growing in the forest but hollowed out, and in its trunk was a bookcase full of books. He leaned forward slightly reading some of the titles, Palm Reading, The Ticket To Tarot, Dream Analysis -this one he rolled his eyes at, Mind Reading, and Occlumency. The last book caught Harry’s attention the most. It was Occlumency that Snape had tried to teach Harry. It was Occlumency that had haunted him with Lord Voldemort. What on earth would it be doing in here? Just as Harry started debating the book and its use he smelled that ungodly sweet smell and looked up.
“Good morning class.” Said Professor Trelawney. “I see that you have all returned as I foresaw.” Just then there was a “hem hem” and Harry felt the panic rise to his throat. Dolores Umbridge!!
“Hem hem,” Harry looked up and saw Firenze giving Professor Trelawney a look.
“Ah, yes well. You returned as I had erm hoped.” She said looking at Firenze out of the corner of her eye.
Harry looked around the room and saw Pavarati and Lavender stare in awe at Firenze. They constantly giggled and whispered about his beautiful long hair and startling blue eyes and he had heard them once or twice talking about how his palomino coat would feel across their naked bodies. They once adored Professor Trelawney but now that Firenze had come along, they waited breathlessly for him to speak. Traitors, he thought to himself, anything with a dick and they melt. He looked away disgusted and brought his eyes back on Professor Trelawney.
“This year is going to be a difficult year. For those select 10 that have chosen to go on in divination, you will learn more this year than any other year combined. And it is my great honor to be sharing this class with Professor Firenze. Instead of predictions or dream analysis, we are going to go straight into today’s lesson and I would like to once again thank Professor Firenze for staying on here at Hogwarts.” She said almost dreamily and Harry had a sneaking suspicion that perhaps Professor Trelawney hadn’t also fantasized about how a centaur would feel upon her naked body.
“Thank you Professor Trelawney.” Firenze began and softly clip clopped to the front of the class. Lavender and Pavarati sighed. Oh geez, thought Harry. Why am I taking this class?
“The first subject we will be covering is going to be a tricky one. It what we centaurs call the Knowledge Of The Minds Eye. Wizards refer to it as reverse Occlumency or more commonly Intocclumency
” Harry who had been thinking about Hermione and absentmindedly stroking himself under his robes was now alert and paying attention.
“To understand what Intocclumency is, we must first understand what Occlumency is. Occlumency is the magical defense of the mind against external penetration. So therefore Intocclumency is the magic in which we can read another’s mind and sometimes very rarely enter another’s mind.”
“We as centaurs read the skd ard are very limited with Intocclumency because we are not human. We are however very capable of using it with great ease, as it comes very naturally. We can only hear selective information if it is being broadcast loudly or by more than one person. For example when you have your Quidditch matches, you fill our heads with Go Gryffindor! And Go Slytherin!” The class chuckled.
“We are also very capable of hearing distress because it is thought with such force. That is why we have found many of you who have been lost in the forest. We can hear you and we can hone in on your location.” The class let out an appreciative chatter.
“Now, I want you all to clear your minds and listen to what you hear. Not in this room but in your heads. Take deep breaths, keep your eyes open, and place your palms together. Our palms help us connect the two sides of our brain together.” Harry took deep breaths and placed his palms together, feeling quite stupid.
“Good. Now, I want you five,” he pointed to half the class, “to yell help in your heads as loud and as strong as possible. Try and feel scared because the emotion lets the thought release from the body. The rest of you I want you to listen and see if you hear the others. 1. 2. 3. GO.”
Harry sat in the classroom with his palms pressed together and looked around at the other students and saw that they were either relaxed and listening or their faces were scrunched in various poses trying to yell for help in their brains. As he was looking he noticed Luna Lovegood sitting in the classroom. She wasn’t in his year. She was in Ginny’s. Why was she here? He felt his thoughts wander he heard a definite cry for help. One so loud that he thought it was out loud. He looked and realized that it had come from Pavarati and as he concentrated on her voice she became clearer and clearer and before he knew it he was standing in front of her in the classroom but it was empty and Pavarati was naked screaming for help. He looked over and saw a huge snake slithering up toward her. And as Harry stood there, he realized that he was in her thoughts. He said her name softly but she did not look up. He didn’t know what to do. How was he supposed to get back out? He looked around for a door or something and wished to see Firenze. In an instant Firenze appeared before him and Harry jumped.
“Firenze?”
“Yes Harry. It is I but not really I. Just the Firenze that you made appear with your thoughts. To leave here all you have to do is put your palms together and you will return to your mind’s eye.”
Harry put his palms together and in an instant he was sitting back in the classroom. Harry looked at Firenze to see if he had somehow recollected talking to Harry but he was deep in conversation Professor Trelawney. Harry concentrated once again and this time he put all of his thought toward Pavarati. He didn’t hear her cry for help but he found himself once again in her thoughts, only this time she was being bucked by Professor Firenze. Harry stood with his mouth open as he watched Pavarati kneeling on her hands and knees while being pounded by the centaur. “Oh fuck me Firenze. Oh yes.” Pavarati began to moan and Harry felt the need to return to the classroom but he couldn’t take his eyes of the sight in front of him. Firenze began to moan and buck harder and Pavarati began to scream. Harry could feel the tension building up in him. He wanted to moan or do something. The thought was affecting him physically. They both erupted in loud moans as Harry felt a huge release wash over him and once again he was in the classroom. Harry took a deep breath and looked down expecting to find himself spent and messy but was surprised when he was not. Harry sighed and looked up and found himself locking eyes with Pavarati. He heard a voice in his head; “did you enjoy that Harry?” She thought locking eyes with him.
“Yes, I did Pavarati.” He willed his thought to her. How were they doing this he wondered? It was as if they just spoke in their minds. Harry began to almost panic when he heard another thought in his head,
“This class is going to be interesting. Isn’t it Harry” She smiled slightly? Her smile put him at ease.
“Yes, and may I just say that you are gorgeous naked, even when you’re partly covered by a centaur.” He smiled back winking at her.
As the bell rang Firenze told everyone to practice listening to the minds eye. And bid them farewell.
When Harry walked into potions class he had every intention of telling Hermione and Ron about what had happened in Divination but as he saw them he realized some things were best left as thoughts.
“Hey Harry,” said Ron.
“Hey.” Replied Harry.
“Shhhhh.” Hermione hissed. “Here comes Snape.”
Harry felt himself zoning out at the sight of the awful professor Snape and as he did he absentmindedly put his palms together. Oh Hermione he thought. I wish you could be mine. And with a sudden jolt there was Harry standing in Hermione’s thoughts. They must be talking about potions Harry thought because he could see Hermione adding ingredients to a cauldron. He walked closer to see what it was and as he leaned over to peek in the cauldron he heard, “Hello Harry, so glad you came.” And he looked up to see Hermione unbuttoning her blouse.
TO BE CONTINUED.....