The Subjugation of Hermione Granger

Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe and all the characters are property of J.K. Rowling and whomever else has a finger in the huge franchise. I do not. I make no money nor do I claim any ownership of the people, places, and things (unless I make them up as we go). It is only to have some fun do I write this story, in hopes of some entertainment.

Warning: This chapter contains scenes with course language, nudity and sexual content. reader discretion is advised.

Hermione watched from the table by the window as Harry stepped through the portrait hole after the Quidditch tryouts. He looked rather haggard and was moving slowly. Katie smiled brightly as she strode in after him. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. \"Thank you so much Harry. You were wonderful. So was Ron. I\'ll have to thank him later.\" She blushed slightly as she said that. Harry frowned in confusion. Hermione wondered what the Quidditch captain meant by that.

Shuffling over to the couch by the fire, Harry gratefully sank into the cushions. He let out a loud sigh. \"I\'m not going to move from here for a week,\" he muttered.

Crookshanks jumped up onto his lap and curled up. The big orange cat began purring instantly. \"Hey Crookshanks,\" Harry said as he stroked the cat\'s head. \"Where\'s Hermione?\"

Two small hands covered his glasses. \"Two guesses,\" said a delicate whisper.

\"Kylie Minogue,\" Harry laughed.

Hermione drew back aghast and swatted Harry on the shoulder. \"You said two guesses,\" he complained. \"Let me try again.\"

Smiling, Hermione covered his eyes again. \"Your hands are way too small to be Hagrid\'s, not near as greasy as Snape\'s, and not hairy enough to be Ron\'s. Soooo, I\'ll have to guess it\'s you Hermione.\" Very quickly, Harry grabbed her wrist and hauled her over the back of the couch onto the cushions. Crookshanks dove from Harry\'s lap and hissed as he padded away. Harry wore a devilish grin on his face as he began to tickle her sides without mercy.

\"Harry!\" she shrieked. Squirming and laughing, Hermione struggled to free herself from the torment. \"I\'ll get you for this Harry Potter!\"

\"Promises, promises,\" He chuckled.

When tears began streaming down her cheeks and she managed to choke out a strained “mercy” as she laughed, Harry let her up. She panted, trying to catch her breath and looked murderously at her friend. He stuck his tongue out at her and laughed at the incredulous look she made. She stood up quickly and thrust her hand into her pocket.

Harry watched in slow motion as she withdrew her wand and pointed it at him. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end and buzzed faintly through his forehead as she zapped him with a tiny shock. With his mouth open, Harry lunged for her again and caught her around the waist. They fell back into the couch and holding her wrists above her head, Harry said, \"I can\'t believe you just did that! You… You….\"

\"Incredibly talented, clever, and beautiful witch?\" Hermione finished for him.

\"Well I was going to go for devious, conniving and bushy haired something that rhymes with witch.\"

Hermione opened her mouth in mock outrage and seeing it, Harry burst out laughing. She smiled brightly with him. It was always fun to make Harry laugh. Seeing her friend relaxed and laughing, Hermione almost decided to not go through with her plan. It might irreparably harm their friendship. She didn\'t think she could take it if Harry and her were no longer friends.

She mentally shook herself. Harry cared for her and always would. He would do anything for her. She took a deep breath and decided to go with her instincts. Harry was the only choice.

\"Harry?\" she said timidly. \"Would you do me a huge favour?\"

\"Of course Hermione,\" Harry answered. \"What do you need?\"

She took a deep breath and grabbed his hand before she chickened out. \"Come with me.\"

They rushed past a few fourth year Gryffindors as they ran from the common room. Harry glanced back and saw one of the students point their way and giggle. Harry shook his head. There was going to be some grist for the rumour mill come tomorrow. Whoever could think that he and Hermione were anything more then friends were off their rocker. Mental.

\"Where are we going Hermione?\"

\"The Room of Requirement,\" Hermione answered as they sped along the corridors.

\"Why?\"

Hermione didn\'t answer. Instead she just kept pulling him along. They circled the door around the room several times, Hermione mumbling to herself. The door opened and the two students slipped in and shut the door. Harry gaped at what he found before him.

The room was decorated in the Gryffindor colours. The walls were gold with red borders. The floor was carpeted in swirling patterns. The only light came from candles scattered around the room which set off a very mysterious glow. Harry could faintly hear soft music playing from the corners of the room and it occurred to him that this room looked oddly sensual. In the centre of the room was a large round bed. A big downy comforter was draped over it with a large lion head in the centre. Staring at the lion\'s gaping mouth, Harry could imagine it roaring.

He heard Hermione mutter something and turned to see what she was up to. His heart stopped when he saw her. She had transfigured her clothes into a long black negligee which clung to her body and shimmered against her as she moved. She did a slow spin for him letting him take in her entire body. Harry\'s mouth was so dry he couldn\'t make a sound. From the look of the slip, he could tell she wore nothing underneath.

She stepped up to him in bare feet and took his hand. She pulled him to the bed and sat down forcing him to sit beside her. Hermione blushed when she noticed Harry staring at her legs which were exposed as the lingerie crept up her legs as she sat. They sat in silence, Harry looking over at Hermione as she sat holding his hand with her eyes cast down.

Finally, Hermione looked up into Harry\'s eyes and he blushed this time. When he tried to look away, Hermione put her hand to his cheek and kept her gaze locked with his. \"Harry,\" she began. \"Do you think I\'m pretty?\"

Harry blinked several times trying to comprehend the question. He finally shook his head and answered, \"Of course you\'re pretty Hermione. Why, did someone say you weren\'t? If Malfoy said anything to you I\'ll…\"

\"No! No, it wasn\'t Malfoy.\"

\"It wasn\'t Ron was it?\" Harry asked in alarm. \"If he said you weren\'t pretty, he was only joking.\"

Hermione shook her head. \"No Harry. No one said anything like that to me. I\'m just asking you. I want your honest opinion.\"

Harry frowned in confusion. Why would she ask that? He raked his eyes over her face and then down her body. He noticed her cheeks burn pink and the colour flowed to her neck and chest. She was breathing quickly and her chest heaved with the effort. \"Hermione, you are not only pretty, you\'re beautiful. I don\'t know why you would think otherwise.\"

\"How can you tell that I\'m beautiful Harry? You can\'t really tell unless you see all of me. Would you like to see me Harry?\"

\"Hermione,\" Harry began, exasperated. \"I do see you. You\'re sitting right beside me.\"

Hermione stood up. \"No Harry. I meant do you want to see all of me?\" She slipped one of the shoulder straps off her arm then let the other fall also. The lingerie stayed in place however and Hermione gave a tiny sound of impatience. She grabbed the thin material and gave a tug and the negligee shimmered to the floor. Harry stared at the girl before him, his mouth open in surprise. Not knowing what to do with her arms, Hermione went to cover her chest then didn\'t. She made to cover her pussy, then thought better of that too. Her arms hung limply by her side.

After a minute or two of Harry staring dumbly at her, Hermione fidgeted. \"Harry! Say something.\"

Tearing his gaze from her body, Harry looked into her deep brown eyes that were full of trepidation. His emerald eyes sparkled as he gazed at her. \"You are beautiful Hermione.\"

She flung herself into his arms and they embraced tightly. Not able to contain himself, Harry was embarrassed to realize that he was becoming turned on by his best friend. He was turned on by a person he had thought of as his sister. He shook himself as he realized that\'s the way he had thought of Ginny before his birthday also.

He push her gently away and flung his robe over her. Hermione looked at him alarmed. \"Harry?\"

\"What\'s going on here Hermione?\" he asked. \"What\'s this all about?\"

Turning her back to him, Hermione pulled the robe tight around her. \"I just thought you would want to be with me. I thought you loved me.\"

Harry quickly got up and spun Hermione around. \"I do love you. You\'re one of my best friends. I just don\'t understand what\'s going on. Why is it you want me to want you? What happened to make you do this?\"

\"Malfoy is what happened!\" she shrieked. \"Malfoy and those two bastards! They were going to hurt me Harry. They were going to…. I don\'t know what!\" She shuddered and began to cry. \"They made me feel so dirty. So cheap. I just want to know that I\'m worth something. That someone can love me. That someone will love me.\"

Harry pulled her to him and held her. He stroked her hair and kissed her forehead. \"Hermione, you\'re the smartest girl at Hogwarts. I would say you were the smartest girl in the world, but you\'re acting so dumb.\"

Hermione pulled away from Harry and tried to protest but he wouldn\'t let her go. Holding her at arms length, Harry went on. \"You can\'t judge your merit on what a few evil wizards do. You have to look at what you have accomplished. You\'re incredibly clever. You\'re incredibly brave. And yes, Hermione, you are incredibly beautiful. Whoever you finally decide to take as a boyfriend will be a very lucky guy.\"

She looked up at him with fearful eyes. \"Are you saying you don\'t want me?\"

Harry chuckled softly. \"I don\'t think you want me is all. You want to be loved and to show your worth, but you should find someone who you want.\"

\"Harry, I want to be with someone I love and someone who loves me.\" She pulled his robe from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Standing naked before him, Hermione whispered. \"You love me don\'t you Harry?\"

After a moment, Harry nodded. The young witch stepped into his arms and pulled his head down for a kiss. It was soft and gentle, their lips just brushing against the other\'s. Her delicate fingers combed through his black hair an drew him down for another kiss. Their lips caressed and kneaded together, sucking lightly. After several minutes, they drew apart breathless.

Hermione led Harry to the bed and climbed up onto it. Harry followed and they faced each other. \"Are you sure about this Hermione? Are you sure you want me to be the first?\"

Tears welled up in her eyes. Hermione wasn\'t going to tell Harry that he wouldn\'t be the first. Her virginity was already gone. She knew Dumbledore had taken advantage of her now, molested and raped her, but she couldn\'t bring herself to turn him in. It may have been wrong of him, but it was also an invaluable learning experience. Not to mention highly pleasurable. Still, it made her feel ashamed. She hadn\'t once told him to stop. She hadn\'t resisted at all. What did that say about her?

\"Harry,\" she whispered. She kissed him again, feather light. \"I want to make love with you. Please, will you make love to me?\"

Harry smiled and nodded lightly. His eyes showed the kindness and caring Hermione craved. They kissed again, deeper, Harry\'s tongue slipping past Hermione\'s lips. Laying back on the bed, Harry shifted over her. He slid his knee between her legs and moved his hand along her hips and thigh. His trousers rubbed along her lips and she moaned into his mouth.

Tongues playing together, Hermione moved deft fingers over Harry\'s shirt, slowly unbuttoning and pulling it from his shoulders. She scraped her nails along his chest and down his abdomen. She made short order of his belt buckle and fastenings and pushed his pants down past his ass. Harry drew in a breath as he felt her nails run over his skin and up his back pulling his shirt away.

Harry sat up and pulled his shirt off and dropped it to the floor. Rolling over onto his back he kicked off his trousers and underwear leaving him naked as well. Hermione stared at his body, examining it, studying it. She brushed her fingers over his skin, around his chest, down his belly to his penis. It was long and hard and she grasped it in her hand. It was so hot Hermione felt as if it was burning her. Harry was breathing raspily as she squeezed him gently. He wasn\'t at all like Dumbledore. Best of all to Hermione, Harry was hard naturally. No spells, just her. He wanted her and she smiled.

\"You like what you see eh?\"

She looked up into his eyes. They sparkled with lust and love. \"Yes,\" she said. \"You\'re beautiful too.\"

They kissed again. And again.

\"Hermione, I’m not going to last too long if you keep squeezing me like that,\" Harry panted.

\"No? Well how about if I do this?\" She scooted down the bed and kissed Harry\'s head. She tasted the precum from the slit and ran her tongue all the way around the head. Harry moaned in awe. He bucked slightly under her. His dick was so hot. She sucked him into her mouth, not being able to take him all in. Hermione giggled lightly as she felt him hit the back of her throat. Pulling away from him, Hermione commented, \"I can\'t get you all the way in Harry.\"

\"Is that good or bad?\" Harry asked mischievously.

\"Oh, that\'s definitely good.\"

She bent to him again and sucked him in. bobbing her head up and down Hermione could feel his scrotum tighten. She gently touched his sack and he pulled back with a gasp.

\"That tickles.\"

Hermione giggled around him and Harry fell back with a loud groan. Suddenly, he shot his seed into her mouth. Hermione gagged a bit as her mouth was filled, but she managed to swallow most of it. It tasted a bit salty, a bit heavy, but not necessarily bad. Almost a none taste really. She ran her finger over her chin and sucked the cum from her finger.

Harry pulled her to him and kissed her. His tongue slid over her lips and she opened her mouth for him. Their tongues rolled together, sliding and caressing. Harry moved his hands along her back and down to her ass. Cupping her cheeks in his hands, he squeezed making Hermione squeak a bit. He laughed into her mouth and she laughed too.

\"Do you like hearing me make noises Harry?\" she asked in a sensual tone.

He nodded lustily.

\"The best way to do that is to get this inside me.\" She grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times. Closing his eyes, Harry groaned.

Hermione laid on her back and spread her legs wide. Sitting up, Harry looked at her and raked his eyes over her body. Her breasts were bigger than Ginny\'s, her nipples darker. The tips of her tits stood out proudly and Harry took one in his mouth. Hermione ran her fingers through his hair and held him tight to her chest. She arched up into him and sighed as he flicked his tongue around her. Harry moved to her other breast and nibbled her nipple with his lips.

Crawling between her legs, Harry kissed her belly. She wasn\'t skinny, her belly wasn\'t flat. Instead she was more voluptuous, curvy. Hers was an hour glass figure. Soft swells, enticing skin. Her skin was golden.

Harry made his way down with kisses. Her breathing was becoming ragged and unsteady. When his lips touched her, Hermione gasped loudly. Her whole body became rigid and she arched off the bed. \"Oh Harry!\" she cried out.

His tongue slid over her and into her. He pushed it as far into her as he could, tasting her. He licked all around and sucked her flavour into his mouth. She was panting now, gasping for air. Her body glistened with sweat as she tried to control herself. Harry moved away from her and she sighed in frustration.

Hermione grabbed Harry and pulled him to her for another kiss. She groped for his cock and pulled him to her. When Harry felt himself at her pussy he pushed into her. They both cried out as they joined. Hermione wrapped her legs around him and held him tight. \"You\'re mine now Harry,\" she said playfully.

\"You\'re not going to let me go? You\'re going to keep me?\"

\"For as long as I can.\"

\"Promise?\" Harry said with a kiss to her neck.

\"Oh Harry, make love to me.\"

They kissed and moved together. Their bodies undulating and rocking in rhythm. Sweat beaded their bodies as they slid against each other. Their moans filled the room and mixed. Harry locked eyes with Hermione and held her gaze as he drove into her. Putting his hands on either side of Hermione\'s face holding her gently, he bent down and kissed her passionately. The kiss intensified as Harry began to thrust harder and faster. Their breathing turning to pants and gasps. Their hearts beating wildly.

Harry thrust deep into Hermione and tried to push deeper. \"Oh Hermione!\" he breathed as he buried his face in her neck. He kissed her, his hot breath soothing her and comforting her.
Hermione ground her hips up into his making him groan. She answered with a soft moan of her own. With a soft gasp, Hermione arched her back drawing Harry into her. Her entire body shuddered as the wave of pleasure overwhelmed her.

Feeling the tightening around his cock, Harry cried out and let Hermione\'s body drink his seed. Her pussy contracted around him, milking his cock.

They clung together, panting and trying to catch their breath. Hermione kept her legs locked around Harry\'s waist and ran her fingers through his hair. He looked down on her and smiled. She smiled back. Her eyes were heavy, but gazed on her friend. He bent down and took her mouth in a fierce kiss.

\"You feel nice Harry,\" Hermione said dreamily. \"I don\'t want this to end.\"

\"We don\'t have to go anywhere.\"

Hermione let her legs fall from Harry\'s waist. She kissed him again, moving from his lips to his jaw to his neck. He sighed with pleasure. Her fingers slid over his skin as she caressed him. \"Harry,\" she said timidly. \"Will you do something for me?\"

He looked at her in exasperation. Shaking his head in amusement he answered. \"Haven\'t I proven I\'ll do anything?\"

\"You can\'t answer a question with a question,\" Hermione replied, an edge to her voice.
Harry looked at her quizzically. With a sigh and a smile he said, \"I\'ll do anything Hermione.\"
Taking a deep breath and looking Harry in the eye fearfully, Hermione whispered, \"Put me under the Imperious Curse.\"

Harry looked dumbly at Hermione. He scratched his head with a frown. \"I don\'t think I heard you Hermione. Would you mind repeating your question.\"

Wringing her hands, Hermione looked down. She slid off the bed and rummaged through their clothes. Harry watched her movements. Her round ass was pointing towards him as she bent to retrieve something from a pocket. Thought left him then. He jumped off the bed and grabbed her hips, grinding himself against her. Letting out a small shriek, Hermione straightened up quickly. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and caressed her breasts, grabbing them in his strong hands. She let out a sigh and leaned back against him. Hermione tilted her head to the side to let Harry brush his lips over her skin. She smiled as she felt him poke her. He was ready to go again.

\"Harry,\" she said with a groan. \"Harry?\" Hermione pulled away, turned and faced him. Holding up his wand she asked again, \"Will you put me under the Imperious Curse? Please?\"

The young wizard stared at the length of wood that Hermione dropped into his hand. He looked at the wand like it was a twig. \'Why would she give me this?\' he wondered. He looked into her pleading eyes and in a flash of understanding Harry Potter knew what his best friend asked of him.

\"Are you insane?\" he raged.

\"Harry James Potter!\" Hermione reprimanded, her hands on her hips. The image of a naked Hermione trying to be scolding, menacing was beyond comprehension and Harry laughed out loud. She stuck out her chest in a huff and asked petulantly, \"What are you laughing at?\"

He wiped his eyes and then swooped forward and grasped the girl around her waist, his hands on her ass and pulled her close. He kissed her hard and she had to pull away panting for air.

\"If you want more, you\'ll have to put the Imperious Curse on me,\" Hermione stated.

Harry took a step towards her but she jumped back. He tried again, but still she was out of reach. \"Hermione, come here.\"

\"The only way to get me is to use the curse.\"

Harry lunged for her and with a yelp Hermione danced away. Harry chased her around the bed. They faced each other from either side. Hermione stuck her tongue out at him. Harry blew her a kiss. With a fake to his right, he dashed to the left. Hermione squealed at almost being caught but flew around the bed.

\"Will you stop Hermione!\" Harry said with exasperation.

\"There\'s only one way I\'ll stop,\" she laughed.

\"I’m not going to curse you.\"

\"Then you\'ll never get me.\"

\"Just a minute ago you said you would never let me go,\" Harry reminded her.

Hermione straightened. She grinned mischievously. \"I lied.\" Still smiling, she slid her hands over her body. She cupped and squeezed her breasts, pushing them up. She licked the tops and ran her tongue around her nipple. Harry groaned. \"Do you want me Harry?\" She moved her hand down between her legs and ran her fingers over her pussy. Closing her eyes she teased her clit. Her finger dipped into her and she pulled it out. Her finger glistened with her juices and she brought it to her mouth. Harry watched transfixed as Hermione sucked her finger in and moved it back and forth. \"Don\'t you want to taste me?\"

\"Hermione,\" Harry choked.

\"I\'ll be all yours. You just have to do one little spell.\"

\"Damn you!\" Harry shouted. He raised his wand making Hermione gasp. She stared at the tip of the thin wood as Harry swished it around. Moistness flooded her pussy. \"Windgardium Leviosa!\" The bed rose high overhead.

Hermione watched the bed rise, startled. She yelped as Harry wrapped his arm around her and held her tight. He smothered her mouth in a kiss, his tongue prying into her mouth. As Harry pushed Hermione back, his other hand crept around her and the bed crashed to the floor causing both to jump in fright.

Harry kissed her again, but Hermione tried to push him away. \"No Harry,\" she exclaimed.

Harry let her go in frustration. \"What the hell Hermione? What are you playing at?\"

\"I told you what I want.\"

Harry let out a yell of frustration throwing his hands into the air. \"I\'m not cursing you, I said.\"

\"Please Harry,\" she begged. \"Why won\'t you do this for me?\"

He turned to her. His face was a mask of confusion. \"Why won\'t I curse you? Well, for starters it\'s wrong. And you\'re asking me to use an unforgivable. It\'s… it\'s…. it\'s unforgivable!\"

Now it was Hermione’s turn to be frustrated. She sighed heavily. \"Haven\'t you ever wanted someone to do whatever you said Harry? Someone who wouldn\'t, couldn’t say no? Someone to obey you?\"

Harry looked darkly at her. \"No!\" he hissed. \"What I want, what I\'ve always wanted, is for someone to love me.\"

Hermione sucked in a lungful of air. She cast her eyes down and covered herself. \"Oh God Harry,\" she breathed. \"I’m so sorry. I\'m so selfish. I.. I didn\'t think…\"

\"First time for everything,\" Harry muttered. He went around the bed and picked up his clothes. Slowly, he began to dress.

Hermione dashed around the bed and fell at Harry\'s feet. \"Please Harry, can you forgive me?\"

Harry looked at her. She looked so innocent, so naïve. Harry shook his head. \'I guess we\'re all pretty naïve,\' he thought glumly. \"You used me Hermione!\" he exclaimed as he pushed her away and pulled his pants up. \"All you wanted was help in fulfilling some sick fantasy. Well, I\'m sorry, but I can\'t do it.\" He grabbed up his shirt and robe and strode to the door. Turning back he gazed upon the girl. She was leaning against the bed, her arms covering her naked breasts. \"I thought you cared for me Hermione, like I care for you. I even went so far as to hope for your love. I guess I was wrong.\"

The door closed leaving Hermione all alone. Her eyes pooled with tears and she fell to her knees. Huge wracking sobs shook her body and she hugged her knees to her chest. \"What did I do?\" she wailed. \"I\'m so sorry! Please, please, oh Merlin, let him forgive me.\"

Hermione sank to the floor and curled up, trying to be as small as she felt. Would Harry forgive her, or had she just lost the best friend she had. The one person in all the world that she could count on for anything? She could feel her heart splintering to pieces at the thought that Harry would never speak to her again.