The Education of Miss Granger

A/N: Sorry for the wait. I hope this chapter makes up for it, since it's 4000ish words long. Slash warning in this one.

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The Corridor


Hermione was tired. There was little else to it. She had spent so much time lately fucking various young men and trying to keep up with her studies that it was running her ragged. That and her Perfect duties were driving her crazy. Ron wasn’t helping and was always begging off on his duties to do Gods knew what. And it wasn’t like the other Perfects were any better. She could hardly get through a meeting without Zabini leering at her, Parkinson screeching about him staring at the Mudblood, the Ravenclaws worrying about their homework and the Hufflepuffs . . . well.

That sentence didn’t need to be finished.

Needless to say she was frustrated. While her time with Seamus and Dean had been nice and really eye-opening, she wasn’t sure if she was going to take Seamus up on his offer. It was one thing to have two guys focused on her, but to have one guy inside her while another fucked him in the ass? Well . . . it was just different.

Nothing wrong with it. Just different.

But she knew she’d never look at the two friends the same way again.

She groaned. Gods, how she hated patrolling the dungeons. Ron was supposed to do it tonight, but he was off doing Gods knew what and probably with Gods knew who. She had had so much fun with her boys, and they kept sending her sidelong glances, but not acting out their impulses. And while she had no problem demanding their attention in the bedroom, she didn’t know how to get their attention outside of it.

‘Hey, come on and fuck me’ didn’t seem to be a viable option.

This left Malfoy and Zabini. And they weren’t playing along either. If anything, they were torturing her horribly. Brushing up against her in the halls, accidently running their hands along her ass, colliding with her at certain times so that she could feel just how hard and ready they were for her. And yet, they never came to her.

Well, the faster she got this done, the faster she could get to her dorm and work out her frustrations.

As if she ever got any relief that way.

She began to walk down the corridor at a more hurried pace. She only had three more to go anyway, and then she could just race back up to her dorm. She was beginning to feel herself getting wet at the memories of the threesomes she had had, and particularly that time she spent in the library with Malfoy. She shuddered and she wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or the painful arousal she was beginning to feel.

She reached the end of the second corridor, noticing she had completely bypassed two whole corridors as she had been reminiscing over the bloody amazing fucks she’d gotten. She was just about to turn into the third corridor, the final and last one, the one with the Slytherin Dorm entrance in it when she heard low moans and the slap of flesh on flesh.
She froze. Dear Gods, here it was, right in front of her, what she’d been craving for the past two weeks. What did she do? Break whoever was fucking up and send them along their way? Join them? Watch from the shadows and fuck herself? She didn’t know what to do, her eyes closing as she mulled over her decision.

Sighing, she opened her eyes and stilled herself, her body tense and heartbeat racing as she silently cocked her head around the corner of the corridor. What she saw drew her body up, causing her to step out into the muted shadows of the hallway.

Pansy Parkinson was on her back, Theodore Nott plunging desperately into her from under her. Zabini was laid out on top of her, grinding himself furiously into her pussy as Malfoy pumped into her mouth. Her eyes widened even further when she noticed Crabbe and Goyle leaning against the wall, pumping their thick cocks as they watched their Housemate get stuffed in all her holes.

Gods, what had she stumbled across?

A flame of indignation welled up. So this is what they did when they begged off their Perfect duties? They fucked around in the Slytherin hallway? Why, because their mummies and daddies were rich and licking the Dark Lord’s arsehole? She was seething, seeing red, when a voice cut through her musings.

“Is that a filthy Mudblood whore I see before me?” Malfoy asked, a smirk on his face as all six heads turned to look at her, Pansy managing to keep Malfoy’s dick in her mouth as her dark eyes glittered maliciously at her.

“I believe you are correct in that assumption,” Zabini sneered as he continued pumping himself into Pansy’s slick entrance. Hermione just stood there staring, not knowing else to do, but she knew she was in trouble. The young men all stared at her with dark, lust filled expressions, Crabbe and Goyle especially, while Pansy . . . well she wasn’t quite sure what to make of the look on Pansy’s face.

Not surprisingly, the boys fucking her hadn’t stopped at all, Nott continuing to thrust particularly hard into Pansy’s ass. She was literally bouncing off his cock, Zabini trying his best to match his Housemate’s frantic thrusts.

Malfoy pulled himself out of Pansy’s mouth, slapping her open mouth with his dick before walking over to Hermione. Crabbe and Goyle took this as their cue, walking over and thrusting their hard cocks out at Pansy’s face. Pansy immediately grabbed onto them, alternating them between her mouth and her hand. She seemed to really enjoy having them at her disposal and Hermione could only shudder.

“Not to your liking Granger? I would have thought a whore like you wouldn’t care who was attached to the dick as long as it got to fuck you,” Malfoy smirked down at her.

Suddenly, his wand was in his hands and Hermione gasped as she felt the cold air of the dungeon against her bare skin.

Malfoy had Vanished all over her clothing.

“Malfoy, damn it! What the fuck is wrong with you?” Hermione tried covering herself but Malfoy just laughed, pushing her against the wall and slamming her wrists against the bricks with one hand. His other hand went down to her mound, forcefully parting her lips and stroking her clit. His smirk deepened when he felt how wet she was. Her eyes widened when he plunged one finger inside of her, a small gasp escaping her lips. Malfoy started to chuckle when he heard it, shifting everyone’s focus on them. Nott’s eyes glinted when he saw what was happening. He knew that Zabini and Malfoy had both had a piece of her and he thought he was owed his due.

“Oi, Draco!” Malfoy turned his head at Nott’s voice, only to find him struggling to get Pansy off him. “I want a go.” Malfoy seemed to consider Nott’s offer while Hermione continued to struggle against his body. It was clear that Malfoy was the one in charge and that the fate of what happened to her here tonight was in his hands.

Her stomach dropped and she felt herself become nearly sick when he nodded. “Pansy let Theodore up. He’s got something to take care of over here,” Pansy narrowed her eyes at Malfoy and then turned a completely venomous look on Hermione, as if Hermione actually wanted to be fucked by Nott. Zabini, upon seeing that Pansy wasn’t going to move willingly, grabbed her arms and forcefully rolled her over, sending Crabbe and Goyle off balance. Hermione’s eyes widened and she stared in shock as Nott’s cock was revealed.

What was it with Slytherin guys having huge cocks? Was it all that inbreeding?

How had Pansy fit that in her ass?

Nott saw the shock and horror on her face and began to chuckle. “Don’t worry, love. It doesn’t bite.” Nott had reached them by now and Malfoy patiently stood back. Hermione tried to escape as she felt her arms being released, only to have her body slammed, hard and brutally, back into the bricks of the hallway. She screamed out in pain as her head cracked back against the stone wall. “Does the poor little Gryffindor not like pain? Poor baby,” Nott mocked her, his teasing frown turning into a malicious smile. “Merlin am I going to love this.” His eyes roamed down to her tits, taking in her cherry tipped nipples and then down to her hairless snatch.

Malfoy watched on, enjoying the way Nott handled the poor Gryffindor. She had no clue what she was getting into with him. His eyes diverted back to Zabini and Pansy as he watched his friend slam mercilessly into his ex-girlfriend’s hole. Crabbe and Goyle, once again, had gone back to playing with themselves. He laughed to himself. Those two apes couldn’t get any pussy. Maybe he should turn them on Hermione.

Speaking of the Mudblood. . .

She gasped as Nott turned her around. He slapped her ass, leaving behind a red handprint. Then, without cleaning himself off or using any form of lubricant, he abruptly thrust himself into Hermione’s ass. She screamed this time, a loud wail that trailed off into grunts of pain as Nott fucked her roughly, grabbing her curls and pulling her hair back. With his other hand he slammed her chest into the wall, causing her already hard and aching nipples to mash painfully against the cold bricks.

“Oh, Gods, please,” she whimpered to no one in particular. Nott just laughed and started thrusting harder, wrapping her hair around his fist.

“Oh so you want it harder then? Is that what you’re asking for, you filthy whore? I think I can handle that.” Nott braced himself with his legs, the muscles straining in his thighs. Thank Salazar for all those Quidditch practices, he thought to himself as he punished the Gryffindor, giving her everything he had. He had never fucked anyone like this. Sweat was rolling off his face, landing on her back. Her ass was clenching and tightening around his cock. It was the most amazing feeling he had ever felt. He had stretched Pansy to the max, and so while fucking her was still a good pastime, it didn’t feel anything like this.

He wanted to humiliate Granger. He wanted her to feel like nothing but a hole.
He took his hand off her back and reached around under her, finding her swollen and aching clit. Against her will she moaned, rolling her hips back against his. He sneered when he realized how much she was enjoying this, knowing that he had complete control over her. He would be able to come to her anytime and she would willingly spread her legs for him whenever he wanted now.

This Mudblood was Slytherin property.

Hermione could feel her orgasm creeping up on her and she tried to fight it. She didn’t want to give Nott the pleasure of knowing just how much this was turning her on. She could stand being used by Malfoy, Zabini, and her own friends, but having someone she barely knew use her like this, in front of all his Housemates, embarrassed her.

He sensed that he was losing her and pinched her clit hard. With one loud groan she came, slipping over the edge.

Pleasure rushed through her body, from her toes all the way to her head, spilling out of her. Her toes curled against the floor of the hallway, her forehead resting on the bricks of the hall. She screwed her eyes tight, her body bucking against Nott’s, riding the orgasm for all it was worth.

Her ass had tightened around Nott’s cock until it felt suffocating. It was so good though. He pushed harder into her, knowing he would be coming soon. Her ass gave one final twitch and it was over for him. He thrust to the hilt of her and came, a load of come spurting deep inside her ass. He pulled out as a second spurt of come followed the first, allowing his load to splash against her ass and the backs of her legs. He pulled on her hair hard, grabbing his twitching cock with his other hand and let his final spurt splash across her back.

The sound of clapping reached Hermione’s ears and she slowly turned her head towards the sound to see Malfoy belligerently applauding and smirking. He stopped and then walked back over to where she was meshed against the wall. Nott took his hands of her and she sagged against the wall, her legs feeling weak. Nott nodded his head at Malfoy and then gathered up his clothes. He walked to the Slytherin Dorm painting, muttered the password, and walked through the darkened doorway.

“One down, Mudblood. Five more to go.” Hermione’s eyebrows creased at that. Five more? She tore her eyes off of Malfoy and looked at Pansy getting fucked by the other Slytherins. And that’s when she realized it.

Malfoy wanted her to fuck Pansy.

“No, Malfoy. I don’t do girls.” Malfoy raised an eyebrow at her, looked over his shoulder at where her eyes were trained, and then turned back to her.

“I don’t believe you’ve ever had a girl, seeing as how the only ones around you are Potter’s whore and those idiots you share a room with. How do you know you won’t like it?” Malfoy was upon her before she could move, her ass still sticking out lewdly. He smirked, and ran his hand over her cheeks. “Nott sure did a number on your ass, huh?” He slapped her cheek and chuckled when she gasped in pain. “Merlin knows he’s good at destroying pussies and asses with that cock of his.” Malfoy reached his other hand up to her face and ran it down her cheek, mimicking the actions he had done on her ass. She flinched, wondering if he was going to slap her there. His eyes flashed dangerously when he saw her flinch. Maybe he should.

Instead, he leaned forward and captured her lips, stealing her breath and soothing over hard feelings.

“I can’t believe you kiss that slag, Draco.”

Malfoy broke off the kiss and looked down at Pansy, who had fallen silent again as the two burly boys starting pushing their cocks at her lips. “I can’t believe you kissed me using the same mouth you’re sucking off those two goons with,” Malfoy nodded his head at Crabbe and Goyle. They didn’t seem to hear, or understand, the joke and continued to stuff their pricks into Pansy’s mouth. Zabini chuckled darkly as he continued fucking Pansy. He caught Malfoy’s attention, who made a motioning movement at Hermione with his head, and he stopped, slowly pushing off of Pansy.

He walked over to where Malfoy and Hermione stood, his body blocking out an image of Crabbe laying down on the floor and Pansy rolling on top of him as she continued to suck down Goyle.

“Did you want something?” Zabini asked Malfoy, his eyes not leaving Hermione’s exposed body.

“Yes, but you can’t give it too me. However,” he dragged his hand down Hermione’s body to rest on her right breast. “I believe Hermione wants something of yours.”

Zabini eyed Hermione. She looked delicious, quivering against the wall for support. Her ass was red and enflamed, both from Nott and Malfoy hitting her there. He smirked as he locked eyes with Malfoy. “Fine. But I want her ass this time.”

“You can’t be serious,” Hermione mumbled, managing to turn herself over to stare at the dark man. He narrowed his eyes in anger and Hermione felt a shiver of fear race through her body. Malfoy watched the exchange with amusement, knowing that she was about to be reamed both figuratively and literally.

“You can’t be serious. Don’t you know by now that you belong to us? Why can’t you get it through that Mudblood head of yours that we own every part of you? We can do to you whatever we want, and if that means literally passing around your ass to whomever wants to fuck that tight little hole, then you had better open up and accept it.” Zabini roughly grabbed her, smiling at the look of shock and disgust on her face. “So it’s time to open up, bitch.” Zabini’s lips descended on her own, crashing themselves roughly against hers. He forced her mouth open with his tongue, lashing her tongue with his as he grabbed her nipple and pulled. She screamed into his mouth, not expecting the sharp stab of pain she felt. He chuckled and pulled away from her, kneeling down on the ground.

Malfoy watched on as his friend parted her thighs and dove his head in, licking up and down her slit. She bucked her hips up, moaning into the cold air of the dungeon. Zabini’s tongue found her clit and he flicked it hard, earning a sharp hiss from Hermione. Zabini continued to lick and nibble at her while Malfoy watched on. Every once in awhile he turned his attention to the other three people in the corridor, wondering when his two bodyguards would be done pegging Pansy. As it stood, he had plans for her tonight that involved Hermione.

He watched as the two boys sandwiched her between them, getting her into a position that Hermione was about to get reacquainted with. He couldn’t wait to feel his little Gryffindor clench around him as Zabini ripped her ass apart.

Zabini brought her just shy of coming and then laid down on the ground, his throbbing cock standing straight up in the air. He wrapped his fist around it, giving it long, hard tugs. Hermione didn’t understand how she was going to take him up the ass with him on the floor. She watched as he continued pleasuring himself, wondering how this would work.

Malfoy watched the frustration flitter across her face as she tried to figure it out. Rolling his eyes, he turned her towards him so her back was facing Zabini.

“You do it like this!” Malfoy savagely pushed her shoulders back, causing her to tip off balance. Zabini knew what his Dorm mate was about to do and was able to grab onto Hermione’s arms before she fell on top of him. Holding his arms out, he managed to lay Hermione down on him, causing his cock to fit snuggly into her crack. Malfoy stared at her wide open hole and grinned.

Zabini slowly moved his cock so that the head was now pointing at her hole. She shivered in anticipation and fear, knowing it was going to burn again. With a solid push, Zabini was inside her. Hermione screamed out, her insides feeling like they were being ripped open again. Zabini thrust all the way to the hilt of himself, and then arranged Hermione so that she was holding herself up on her hands. This caused her legs to spread out even further, giving Malfoy a clearer glimpse into her wet, pink pussy. He needed to pound it raw. He wanted it to be red before he was done with her.

He slowly lowered himself down in front of where the two lay on the ground, bending his head down and taking a swipe at Hermione’s pussy. They both groaned at the contact, Malfoy savoring the taste of her and Hermione feeling overwhelmed. The blond Slytherin rocked forward onto his knees, covering Hermione’s body with his own.

With a hard thrust, he buried himself inside her, feeling Zabini’s cock rubbing at his through the thin membrane that separated them. All three moaned at the sudden feeling, Hermione closing her eyes at the sensations. The boys started to thrust into her opposite each other, one pulling in while the other pulled out. They continued this rocking motion until a shrill scream brought their attention to the other three people in the corridor.

Crabbe was still fucking Pansy’s pussy like there was no tomorrow. Goyle, on he other hand, was standing up and shaking his cock in her face. Thick, white ropes on come shot out his dick and landed across her pale skin. She closed her eyes hurriedly as he coated her face, grunting as he continued to fist himself until he was spent. The last string of come burst from his cock and landed across her neck. He took a step back and slumped against the wall, wiping the sweat from his hairy brow.

And that was when Crabbe sprayed his spunk deep into Pansy’s pussy.

He pulled out, spraying the remaining drops along her trim. Come leaked from her opening and mixed with the stuff he was shooting at her and across her belly. He shot two more times at her body and stopped, collapsing down beside her. He, too, wiped the sweat from his brow.

“What, that’s it? You’re not going to get me off?” Pansy shrieked at the boys. The two looked at her and laughed. She looked utterly ridiculous trying to scald them with their come dripping from her body. So ridiculous that Crabbe slowly stood up and the two boys followed Nott’s lead by departing into the Slytherin Common Room.

Malfoy chuckled inwardly. That was perfect. Pansy would now freak out because she hadn’t gotten off and come running to him.

And he was going to humiliate them both by making her sit on the Mudblood’s face.
Malfoy smirked as Pansy turned her head towards them. He could see the defeat in her eyes when she realized the only way she was going to be receiving any pleasure tonight was if she gave into Malfoy’s demands, whatever those might be. That didn’t mean, though, that she wouldn’t try to get her way.

“Drake, baby, leave the whore to Blaise and come finish what those idiots started.” Pansy called from the floor, throwing on a shamefully awful grin onto her lips.

“Why don’t you come over here and finish off what we’ve started? I’m sure you’ve been dying to get this Mudblood to shut up for years. Why don’t you stick that dirty pussy of yours over her mouth and make her gag on you?” Pansy looked at Hermione, who was wearing a comical look of shock on her face. It would be nice to get her dues out of the Gryffindor tramp and she would be giving Draco what he wanted. Maybe if she was good and did this then he would fuck her later.

Pansy slowly stood up and walked over to the trio, not bothering to clean herself off.
She looked down at Hermione, her eyes wide and her face flushed as Pansy’s two friends slammed into her over and over again. Zabini’s dark hands reached around Hermione’s body and began tugging on her nipples. Malfoy reached a hand down to her already abused clit and began to flick it, trying to bring her to a humiliating peak. Pansy took a second to compose herself, looking Malfoy straight in the eye.

“If I do this, I want you to fuck me later.” Malfoy rolled his eyes at her.

“Whatever, bitch. Just squat over her face already.” Pansy huffed at Malfoy’s tone of voice and then straddled Hermione’s head, placing herself so that she was looking Malfoy in the eye. He rolled his eyes again at her predictable nature, waiting for her to get comfortable over Hermione’s face.

It gave Malfoy a thrill to know that the first pussy Hermione was ever going to taste was Pansy’s. He knew that Pansy had done this before, as he had forced her too, so it was good to turn the tables and make Hermione do it.

“No biting, you fucking bitch. And make sure you get me off. I want to come on your face.”And with that, Pansy placed her clit over Hermione mouth, waiting for the lick to come. When it didn’t, she gave an impatient sigh and looked at Malfoy. “Draco. She’s not doing anything. Make her lick me!”

Malfoy gave Hermione’s clit a sharp pinch, causing her to open her mouth in shock. As her mouth was open, Pansy sat down on her face completely, sinking down onto her knees.

Hermione had no other option then to take Pansy’s clit into her mouth. She ran her tongue along the hard nub of Pansy’s clit, feeling the shudders of pleasure passing through the witch’s body. Zabini and Malfoy continued their double assault on her, thrusting in tandem.

Pansy flung her head back, gasping as waves of pleasure danced through her body. “Fuck. That’s so good. Uh, you damn whore, I bet you’d lick any pussy you could get a hold of huh? Yeah, you fucking slag, I bet you would. But you’re licking my snatch. Gods this is so good!” Pansy moaned out. She closed her eyes and began to pinch her nipples, rocking back and forth over Hermione’s mouth. “Stick you’re tongue inside, bitch. Taste me. Taste this pureblood pussy. Get a taste of what an actual witch’s pussy is supposed to taste like.” Pansy rocked forward on Hermione’s mouth, causing the brunette witch’s tongue to thrust into her opening. The Gryffindor made her tongue into a hard pole, letting Pansy buck up and down on it as she fingered herself. Hermione tasted something that was distinctly female and then a saltiness that she recognized as come.

Crabbe’s come.

Slowly, Zabini felt his release building. He knew he was going to come soon and wanted to spill his seed deep into Hermione’s ass. Hermione felt her own pleasure, the combination of Malfoy pinching her clit, Zabini pegging her ass, and the dirtiness of Pansy riding her face sending over the edge. She came with a loud scream that was muffled by Pansy’s snatch, her pussy and ass clenching around the two boys. Her come leaked out of her as Malfoy continued to ride her, the three Slytherins riding her through her orgasm.
And then Zabini was exploding in her ass.

It felt so good, being filled to the brim by Zabini’s warm come. She groaned into Pansy’s pussy once again, the vibration hitting Pansy in all the right spots. Malfoy rode Hermione to the brink once more, screaming out his own pleasure as Zabini was squirting the last of his come deep into Hermione’s ass. Then Malfoy was filling her pussy, his come spilling out of her as he fucked her through his orgasm.

And that’s when Pansy’s snatch unleashed on her face.

Malfoy and Pansy both screamed out as they came, Malfoy’s scream deep, masculine and animalistic, while Pansy’s was decidedly feminine. Hermione could not be bothered to care as she felt pussy juice flow freely down onto her face with hot come filling up her pussy. The feeling of being splashed with come and the dirtiness of it all caused her to come once more, arching of off Zabini’s sweaty body and further pushing her face into Pansy’s snatch.

Slowly, the three came down from their climaxes, gasping and panting for breath. Pansy rolled off of Hermione’s face as Malfoy rolled off Hermione as well, his spent cock making a popping noise in the suddenly chilly corridor. She laid completely still, with Zabini’s softening cock still in her asshole.

No one talked or moved until, very slowly, Malfoy and Pansy stood up. Zabini pushed Hermione off him and stood as well. The three looked at each other and then grabbed their clothes, and began walking towards their dorm.

“Wait, Malfoy, what about my clothes?”

The three stopped, but only Malfoy turned around. He eyed her, sitting on the ground with her limbs akimbo, her pussy still leaking his fluids onto the ground.

“What clothes?” He asked with a sneer, slowly turning back around. The three entered their dorm, leaving Hermione in the cold corridor.


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Review if you want. I hope you enjoyed it and that it was worth the wait. The next one is a Christmas present to a certain reviewer who requested a certain pairing. (I'm not going to give anything away!) It'll be after Christmas though, sorry. I hope you enjoyed it and look out for Chapter Two of 'The Storm.' The next chapter of SOTF is almost finished! Yay!