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And Harry was left alone with nothing to distract him from the stabbing pains in his limp arm.

* * *

Hermione and Ron were headed back to the common room when a voice stopped them.

"Miss Granger, I'd like to have a word in my office please." It was Lockhart.

"Go on," Hermione said to Ron. Ron continued on to the common room and Hermione stepped into Lockhart's office. "Is this about the book?" She asked him.

"It most certainly is; I noticed what book you wanted. Now I haven't the faintest clue why you would want to brew a potion from there and I really don't care. I will need some convincing to keep quiet though." Hermione's eyes flicked down to see that Lockhart was erect.

"Well, I think I could convince you." Hermione rubbed at his bulge like she had done before. "I don't think you'll tell anyone." She undid his pants and pushed him into his chair. After this, she straddled herself over him and began to slide down around him. She inhaled sharply as he tore through her hymen, but was soon moaning with pleasure. She rode him for several minutes of pleasure and soon let out a deep moan as she came. Lockhart seemed disconcerted that Hermione had cum first. He soon released a load into her, but didn't stop.

"I'm not done yet," he informed her as he picked her up and sat her on his desk. He began rapidly thrusting into Hermione's folds, causing her to cry out with pleasure. She purposefully held back this time until after Lockhart had released. He pulled out and began to zip up. Hermione grabbed her wand and slid the tip slightly into her folds.

"Semisi Detha!" she muttered and then pulled it out.

"What was that?" Lockhart asked her.

"Contraceptive Semen Killing Charm."

"Ah yes. You are a very clever witch; you think of everything."

"So you'll keep quiet about the book?" Hermione asked.

"Most certainly. But should you need another favor, don't hesitate to call. Mind you it shall come with a price tag." Lockhart chortled at his feeble joke. "All right, thanks Professor." She left.

* * *

Hours and hours later, Harry woke quite suddenly in the pitch blackness and gave a small yelp of pain: His arm now felt full of large splinters. For a second, he thought that was what had woken him. Then, with a thrill of horror, he realized that someone was sponging his forehead in the dark.