Line Between Nightmare and Dream
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
22
Views:
9,452
Reviews:
56
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Beginning of the End
The next day Hermione walked into Professor Phan’s office with two scrolls packed with details about the dream she had the night before. She slapped them onto Phan’s desk and slumped into a chair.
Phan glanced over the document. Her face immediately turned red. Hermione had gone into more detail then she expected.
“Well…um…I see the dreams are…detailed” Phan had only made it through half of the dream before she had to stop herself.
“Yeah” Hermione grumbled.
“Well I wanted to make today quick. I just want to go over a few things” Phan checked to make sure Hermione was listening. She could tell the idea of quick went over will with Hermione.
“As far as I can see there are two routes to take. We can wait this out and see if this is just a phase or we can confront this head on.” Phan waited as Hermione thought it over
Hermione took a deep breath and thought. She didn’t like these dreams taking such a huge role in her life but a sudden fear overtook her. What if Professor Phan was as good as people said she was and she gets rid of these dreams? They were annoying but they made her feel….something, anything… she liked feeling.
“What does each approach entail?” Hermione asked buying herself some time
“Well if you want to ride this out we would meet once a month and talk through the worst issues you’re having. The hope would be that other aspects of your life will take over and this would pass” Phan explained but Hermione was not convinced this would work
“Or…if you want to confront it we would take a more head on approach. You would write every feeling, flashback, dream, and thought and we will talk them through. You will have to see me every week maybe once or twice and you will have to do exercises to find your limits” Phan went on
Hermione took a deep breath “I want to squash this” If it does work she at least will have a huge library of her dreams to read if she ever wants to feel again.
“Ok well then your first assignment is to get a stack of scrolls and batteries” Phan said
“Batteries?” Hermione asked
“For your vibrator this is going to get worse before it gets better” Phan winked
Hermione sat in the living room writing down as much as she could remember of her past dreams. She was 12 scrolls into it when Ron came home.
“Oh good you got groceries” Ron yelled from the other room as he rustled through the bags on the kitchen counter looking for something salty to eat “ Hermione why are there three bags full of scrolls and a 48 pack of batteries in here?”
Hermione just giggled.
“Hermione!!! What are you writing!?!” Ron screamed from the other side of the couch
“Ron it’s rude to read over people’s shoulders” Hermione blushed as she pulled the parchment to her chest
“I have been worried about you and now I can see with good reason. What the hell is going on with you?” Ron demanded
“Nothing to concern you” Hermione gathered up her scrolls and grabbed the bag with the batteries and went to her room
She really hopped this was going to work.
Three days went by with no trigger, no dreams, it was life as normal. She went to see Professor Phan everyday for a few minutes to talk about general nonsense and to drop off more scrolls full of erotic dreams.
“You know Hermione after all this you’re going to have to write a dirty romance novel” Phan joked
“NO!! No one will ever hear about this” Hermione freaked out
“You can change the names and places dear” Phan shook her head. Even though Hermione had gone three days with no new events she was not loosening up about the situation.
“What are your plans for today?” Phan asked as Hermione walked to the door
“Ron’s sister is in town and we are spending the night out on the town” Hermione said
“Good!! I can’t wait to hear all about it tomorrow” Phan said with a wink
Hermione headed into town to get a new outfit for the evening; unfortunately the monthly trends seemed to have forgotten it was getting colder. Every window featured dresses that were nearly bikinis. Hermione had never been comfortable in those kinds of dresses but after finding nothing in 5 different stores she doubled back.
“Back so soon Ms. Granger?” The store clerk asked her
“Yeah scratch what I said before, if you were going out to hook up randomly what would you wear?” Hermione was at her wits end and her bluntness gave her away
“I have just the thing” The clerk pulled her into a dressing room grabbing a dress from behind the counter.
The dress was cut on an angle from her right thigh to her left ankle. The cotton clung to her body but it was so soft she could only think of snuggling up with it in bed, which she figured men would too. It was a royal blue with yellow beading and it fit like it was made for her.
She stood in front of the mirror deciding if she could feel comfortable with so much cleavage showing and whether or not the dress was too dressy for a bar. She decided she didn’t care, it was gorgeous. As she looked around for the clerk she caught two eyes she didn’t expect.
His hands ran down her throat and his breath filled her mouth. Her lips pushed against his and begged him for more. His hands made it to the small of her back and he leaned over her, forcing her weight onto his arm. She gasped as his tongue traced circles around her ear and down her neck. She brought a hand to his head and weaved her hands into his hair. She pulled his face to hers and pressed her lips to his with as much force as she could muster.
“You’ll wrinkle the fabric before anyone can even see it” Lucius said in his velvety tone
Hermione snapped out of her daze to find Lucius standing three strides from her and a fist full of fabric. She also realized she hadn’t taken a breath in awhile when the air filling her lungs burned.
It was hard for the clerk to not laugh. Both parties looked like they were standing face to face with a Norwegian Ridgeback. Hermione had the dress crumpled up into such a mess at her side you couldn’t tell fabric from skin and Lucius was sweating through the back of his cloak.
“Ms. Granger would you like to purchase the dress” The clerk tried to cut through the tension
“Yes Thank You” Hermione said and backed into the dressing room without looking away from Lucius’ eyes.
Lucius quickly left the shop knocking over racks of clothes as he passed.
“He’s gone” The clerk said after she had stopped laughing
Hermione inched her way to the front counter looking around cautiously.
“Would you like me to steam the dress first” the clerk asked
“Yes please” Hermione said in a very small voice. She propped herself on the counter and stared at the silvery granite.
Hermione’s head swam (It had to be today. I was doing so well but he had to waltz in here today. If I would have just gone home…DAMN IT!!)
She took the dress carefully, not wanting to damage it any further. Then walked home so she could regain her senses before she had to face anyone.
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So I am really feeling it tonight, the creative juices are flowing. I apologize if in my zeal my grammar or other things falter but I am loving writing again.
Phan glanced over the document. Her face immediately turned red. Hermione had gone into more detail then she expected.
“Well…um…I see the dreams are…detailed” Phan had only made it through half of the dream before she had to stop herself.
“Yeah” Hermione grumbled.
“Well I wanted to make today quick. I just want to go over a few things” Phan checked to make sure Hermione was listening. She could tell the idea of quick went over will with Hermione.
“As far as I can see there are two routes to take. We can wait this out and see if this is just a phase or we can confront this head on.” Phan waited as Hermione thought it over
Hermione took a deep breath and thought. She didn’t like these dreams taking such a huge role in her life but a sudden fear overtook her. What if Professor Phan was as good as people said she was and she gets rid of these dreams? They were annoying but they made her feel….something, anything… she liked feeling.
“What does each approach entail?” Hermione asked buying herself some time
“Well if you want to ride this out we would meet once a month and talk through the worst issues you’re having. The hope would be that other aspects of your life will take over and this would pass” Phan explained but Hermione was not convinced this would work
“Or…if you want to confront it we would take a more head on approach. You would write every feeling, flashback, dream, and thought and we will talk them through. You will have to see me every week maybe once or twice and you will have to do exercises to find your limits” Phan went on
Hermione took a deep breath “I want to squash this” If it does work she at least will have a huge library of her dreams to read if she ever wants to feel again.
“Ok well then your first assignment is to get a stack of scrolls and batteries” Phan said
“Batteries?” Hermione asked
“For your vibrator this is going to get worse before it gets better” Phan winked
Hermione sat in the living room writing down as much as she could remember of her past dreams. She was 12 scrolls into it when Ron came home.
“Oh good you got groceries” Ron yelled from the other room as he rustled through the bags on the kitchen counter looking for something salty to eat “ Hermione why are there three bags full of scrolls and a 48 pack of batteries in here?”
Hermione just giggled.
“Hermione!!! What are you writing!?!” Ron screamed from the other side of the couch
“Ron it’s rude to read over people’s shoulders” Hermione blushed as she pulled the parchment to her chest
“I have been worried about you and now I can see with good reason. What the hell is going on with you?” Ron demanded
“Nothing to concern you” Hermione gathered up her scrolls and grabbed the bag with the batteries and went to her room
She really hopped this was going to work.
Three days went by with no trigger, no dreams, it was life as normal. She went to see Professor Phan everyday for a few minutes to talk about general nonsense and to drop off more scrolls full of erotic dreams.
“You know Hermione after all this you’re going to have to write a dirty romance novel” Phan joked
“NO!! No one will ever hear about this” Hermione freaked out
“You can change the names and places dear” Phan shook her head. Even though Hermione had gone three days with no new events she was not loosening up about the situation.
“What are your plans for today?” Phan asked as Hermione walked to the door
“Ron’s sister is in town and we are spending the night out on the town” Hermione said
“Good!! I can’t wait to hear all about it tomorrow” Phan said with a wink
Hermione headed into town to get a new outfit for the evening; unfortunately the monthly trends seemed to have forgotten it was getting colder. Every window featured dresses that were nearly bikinis. Hermione had never been comfortable in those kinds of dresses but after finding nothing in 5 different stores she doubled back.
“Back so soon Ms. Granger?” The store clerk asked her
“Yeah scratch what I said before, if you were going out to hook up randomly what would you wear?” Hermione was at her wits end and her bluntness gave her away
“I have just the thing” The clerk pulled her into a dressing room grabbing a dress from behind the counter.
The dress was cut on an angle from her right thigh to her left ankle. The cotton clung to her body but it was so soft she could only think of snuggling up with it in bed, which she figured men would too. It was a royal blue with yellow beading and it fit like it was made for her.
She stood in front of the mirror deciding if she could feel comfortable with so much cleavage showing and whether or not the dress was too dressy for a bar. She decided she didn’t care, it was gorgeous. As she looked around for the clerk she caught two eyes she didn’t expect.
His hands ran down her throat and his breath filled her mouth. Her lips pushed against his and begged him for more. His hands made it to the small of her back and he leaned over her, forcing her weight onto his arm. She gasped as his tongue traced circles around her ear and down her neck. She brought a hand to his head and weaved her hands into his hair. She pulled his face to hers and pressed her lips to his with as much force as she could muster.
“You’ll wrinkle the fabric before anyone can even see it” Lucius said in his velvety tone
Hermione snapped out of her daze to find Lucius standing three strides from her and a fist full of fabric. She also realized she hadn’t taken a breath in awhile when the air filling her lungs burned.
It was hard for the clerk to not laugh. Both parties looked like they were standing face to face with a Norwegian Ridgeback. Hermione had the dress crumpled up into such a mess at her side you couldn’t tell fabric from skin and Lucius was sweating through the back of his cloak.
“Ms. Granger would you like to purchase the dress” The clerk tried to cut through the tension
“Yes Thank You” Hermione said and backed into the dressing room without looking away from Lucius’ eyes.
Lucius quickly left the shop knocking over racks of clothes as he passed.
“He’s gone” The clerk said after she had stopped laughing
Hermione inched her way to the front counter looking around cautiously.
“Would you like me to steam the dress first” the clerk asked
“Yes please” Hermione said in a very small voice. She propped herself on the counter and stared at the silvery granite.
Hermione’s head swam (It had to be today. I was doing so well but he had to waltz in here today. If I would have just gone home…DAMN IT!!)
She took the dress carefully, not wanting to damage it any further. Then walked home so she could regain her senses before she had to face anyone.
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So I am really feeling it tonight, the creative juices are flowing. I apologize if in my zeal my grammar or other things falter but I am loving writing again.