Defining Sexuality

Chapter 7. Mature themes

Severus watched Hermione as she noticed people running their hands over one another as the slow erotic beat continued as if searching for the right one. "It is not an orgy Hermione." Rightly guessing her thoughts. "The lust that they are feeling right now drives them to touch until they find the right one to be with. If Neville wanted an orgy in his club then a simple lust potion would be all that is needed. My little potion expressed by air goes beyond that as it targets by touch. I know that you are feeling the same lust now."

He chuckled as he continued. "You are embarrassed, intrigued, and aroused at the same time. Go and join them Hermione as the first thirty minutes should be safe enough. I doubt that you will find anyone here that will be targeted to you as the potion I gave you should counteract it. The only way that it could happen is if you met someone that truly interests you in a sexual way. Go and experience it as this is your education after all."

Hermione stood up for a moment unsure as she looked to her housemate who obviously thought that she would back down. Well it was supposed to be an educational experience she thought as she made her way into the group and felt hands and bodies rub against her as she rocked to the slow beat of the music. It felt so right and wrong at the same time. And yes she thrilled at the touch of hands roaming her body as she felt the press of bodies that rubbed against her.

Several of her classmates were before her and then away as the group melted around one another. Even Ron and he acted like he did not notice her and she felt nothing from the touch of him. Thank God for that! And she wondered why his kiss did not arouse anything from her as she certainly had carnal thoughts of him in the past.

She soon found herself with three men and a woman standing in confusion as people made their way to the cushions as they began removing their clothes. She saw Severus standing at the edge as he motioned her to him. "Wait here for a moment as I need to take care of something."

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He went over where Potter stood with the muggles as Neville came down from the booth and joined them.

"I've frozen them and they cannot hear us." Harry told them. "These three…" Pointing to two men and the woman require the special area." That one is in need of Master Snape's skills." Addressing the wizard in the Wizarding formal title of a Master of Potions as he pointed to another.

Neville motioned over a man in a woman dressed in tight leather as he unfroze the three. "Master Goyle and Mistress Parkinson will give you what you desire. Go with them."

He watched as the three were led off. "And what of this man Harry?"

Harry began to speak as Severus snarled out. "I have taken care of it Neville as he is a pedophile yet to be. I have Hermione to attend to, but you know what to do." He stalked away as he left the man to Neville.

Hermione watched as Severus returned to her noticing the angry look in his eyes. "What was that about?" She asked nervously.

"One of the few things that Neville, Draco, nor I tolerate here Hermione. The man's desire is to be with a child, no matter the sex to perform lewd acts on." He snorted. "He even set limits upon himself that the child would be between the age of six and ten."

Hermione watched as the young man in his early twenties being led away by Neville and Harry. Pedophiles were immediately executed in the Wizarding world. "Are they going to kill him?" She whispered.

"No Hermione as he has not performed the act yet. If he indulged previously, then we would have alerted the muggle police and made sure that he was prosecuted. I'm afraid that Mr. Travis Smith will suffer severe pain every time he thinks about a child in that way for the rest of his life. The muggle doctors will be stumped as he will not tell them what he is thinking when the pain occurs."

Painful memories of the past flickered through his mind as he pushed them away as he calmed himself and looked to Hermione as he grabbed her hand and led her back to their table.

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She felt the hottest lust and desire take over her when she placed her hand in his. What the hell? She then remembered the dreams that she had about him that very morning remembering his words that the effect would not be felt unless she touched someone that she was sexually interested in.

Severus paused as he looked into her eyes and smirked. "I see that the potion has worked even for you. Forget whoever it was that has evoked such feelings Hermione as we are here for academics only. I told you that you would curse me later as you have the inability to act on your thoughts, but would feel them."

He placed a muggle notebook and pencil before her. "Quickly write down your experiences up until now so that you can review them later when you are clear headed."

Hermione nodded as she began to write and soon put the pencil down. She needed to touch him. Wanted to hear his moan of pleasure as she traced a finger down the pale white chest… "How long does this last Severus?" She hissed out as she looked to him.

"About an hour. Now push down whatever desire and lust you feel and observe the floor. Are there any changes in the pairings that you observed earlier?" He asked.

She forced her thoughts down as she looked to the floor. "Most couples are still the same but some are not with who they came with."

"Observe."

She looked to the floor as she noticed Ron passionately kissing a man as they both struggled out of their clothes as they tightly held one another. They fell onto the floor as the muggle took Ron's cock and begin to suck on it as he placed another hand on his ball sack and played with it as he went down on the wizard.

"But that's Jeremy!" Shocked as she continued. "In class he was vocal in his hatred of homosexuals!"

"Not surprising Hermione as he was probably raised in a family that is against it. He is ashamed of what he may be and guilty of the feelings that he hides. You will have to observe his reaction when the potion wears off." Severus replied as he watched her write in her notebook.

Up at the booth Neville looked to Draco. "We will have to watch them. Inform Harry in case there is trouble. I would have never thought of Ron being like us." He softly spoke to his lover as he remembered his denial of his feelings. The death of his grandmother freed him of having to hide it. Even if the Wizarding world was accepting of it, his grandmother did not feel the same way.

Hermione finished writing her observations and looked to her ex-professor. "What of those other people? Where did they go?"

"A different lifestyle that most do not understand. Come with me and Draco turn off your listening devices if you value your life." Pulling her up and leading her over to another table. "This is mentioned in your book as well. Observe and write your reaction to it."

She sat down and observed Pansy and Goyle with the two men and woman that she had been left standing with. She gasped out in surprise as she noticed that Professor Benson was there as well.