Little Red Riding Hood
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
7,498
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Little Red Riding Hood
LIL' RED RIDING HOOD
This is a songfic (swore I never would write one but here you go, said that about PWP and you see what has happened) LorenaSnape is responsible for this story without plot as she sent me the song and the implication. Just a one shot romp for pure fun. Enjoy!
Owoooooooo!
Who's that I see walkin' in these woods?
Why, it's Little Red Riding Hood.
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood,
You sure are looking good.
You're everything a big bad wolf could want.
Listen to me.
Little Red Riding Hood
I don't think little big girls should
Go walking in these spooky old woods alone.
Owoooooooo!…………………………………………………….
Crack!
Hermione Granger ducked behind the thick trunk of a huge oak tree her wand at the ready. She had heard noises all night in the Forbidden Forest but this one was too close for comfort. Shivering from the damp night air, she pressed her back to the tree as she held her breath. There. It was definitely something as she heard the rustling of leaves. Closer it came. Taking a deep breath she leapt out of her hiding place, a spell on her lips.
“Professor!” Relief flooded through as she lowered her wand. “You gave me a terrible fright.”
“Hermione,” Remus Lupin said, relief in his voice. “I thought I would never find you. The alarm is over and the children are safe. You must have not have seen the signal” Two first year Hufflepuffs had gone into the forest around eleven on a dare. Their classmates had told Professor Sprout when after an hour they hadn’t returned. “And it is Remus.”
A big smile lit his face as he surveyed her. Her hair was tousled and damp, her cheeks flushed from the coolness of the night and she was wearing a deep red…
“Bathrobe Hermione?” he asked with amusement.
Hermione grinned, pulling on the robe that was clinging to her body, in such a delightful way. “I was taking a bath when the alarmed sounded. Didn’t take time to change.”
“I see,” Remus said, trying to hide a sly smile. The bathrobe was made of satin, clinging to her curves. Her full breasts were clearly outlined and he could see her hardened nipples straining against the material. Oh yes little Hermione had definitely grown up. With great effort he moved his gaze to look into her soft brown eyes…..
What big eyes you have,
The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad.
So just to see that you don't get chased
I think I ought to walk with you for a ways.
What full lips you have.
They're sure to lure someone bad.
So until you get to grandma's place
I think you ought to walk with me and be safe………
Hermione licked at her lips as she pushed her still damp hair out of her face. “Back to the castle then?” she asked, noting how the almost full moon's light splayed on Remus. His light brown hair glistened as the soft rays danced through the thick growth of the forest. The reflection in his eyes almost seemed to make them glow, she felt a tremble race up her spine, in almost a predatory way.
“Yes of course,” he said congenially. “Fear not fair maiden,” he teased, “I shall lead us safely out.”
Hermione giggled and took his offered arm.
I'm gonna keep my sheep suit on
Until I'm sure that you've been shown
That I can be trusted walking with you alone.
Owoooooooo!
They walked in silence, ever listening to the sounds in the forest for though the night seemed peaceful, the forest held dark dangerous creatures. And none as dangerous as I am Remus thought, taking deep breaths so that he could smell her scent. Raspberry flavor soap he assumed mingled with the heady sent of female. His blood stirred and he growled inwardly as he kept stealing glances at the delicate maiden on his arm….
Little Red Riding Hood
I'd like to hold you if I could
But you might think I'm a big bad wolf so I won't.
Owoooooo!
Hermione shivered. ‘Wasn’t too smart Granger running into the cool October night with nothing on but a bathrobe.' she chided herself. But she had been too concerned about the children at the time. Now however, she was trying to keep her teeth from chattering. She gripped Remus’ arm tighter, pressing against it for warmth.
He felt her shiver. If I had a cloak I would offer it to you, but I must be selfish enough to admit I am glad I do not, for I could not see your body so scantily hidden beneath that red, red robehe thought.
“Cold?”
“Ye..s…s,” she chattered with a small laugh. “Serves me right.”
“Nonsense,” he said, grateful for the excuse. Removing her hand from his arm, he put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to his side. “Better?”
“A bit, thanks,” she said, a small tremor in her voice. The warmth from just being against his side flowed through her and she blushed, glad he couldn’t tell, as she wondered how warm it would be to be pressed against him fully.
Remus held her against his side as they moved on through the forest, avoiding places that would demand they move away because it was too narrow for two to go through. If only the night would last forever….
What a big heart I have-the better to love you with.
Little Red Riding Hood
Even bad wolves can be good.
I'll try to be satisfied just to walk close by your side.
Maybe you'll see things my way before we get to grandma's place…
“Er Remus,” Hermione said hesitantly after they had walked for more than a half hour. “Are you sure we are heading in the right direction?”
Remus jerked from his revelry. He had been thinking of things that only a wolf could do to such a tempting morsel, a little girl lost in the dark woods. Looking around, he felt foolish when he noticed they were in the same spot he had found her. A soft laugh confirmed her deduction.
“It would seem I have led us in a complete circle,” he said sheepishly.
Hermione laughed. She pulled away from the warmth of his arm around her shoulders and looked at him. He seemed distracted and ‘he is looking at me rather odd’.
“No problem, I will just do a locater spell,” she said lifting her wand. His hand on hers made her look up into his face. Bright, glittering eyes looked into hers.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather… rest?”
Her breath caught. Remus was looking at her with a hunger, the kind she often saw on Ron’s face whenever it was mealtime. “Well, I suppose not…I am rather cold,” she said, though she wasn’t sure it was the cold or him that made her shiver.
“I could help you with that.”
Hermione heard the seductive tone in that simple statement and she looked at him wide eyed. She chewed her lower lip a moment. “Just how would you propose to do that Professor?” she asked, looking at him innocently, with a glint in her eye.
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood
You sure are looking good
You're everything that a big bad wolf could want.
Owoooooooo! I mean baaaaaa! Baaa?
Oh the hell with it….
Remus gave her a sly grin before he pulled her into his arms, crushing her mouth with his, his hands moving up and down the satiny fabric of her robe. Their mouths parted and their tongues met, tasting, devouring. His hands moved down to her buttocks to press her against him as he broke the kiss, to ravish her neck. Her arms went around his neck as she threw back her head and moaned.
Growling, Remus pressed her against the big oak tree where he had first found her. “Little girls shouldn’t go walking around in the forest at night. You never know when a wolf may attack and eat you up.”
He tore the sash from her robe and it parted. Remus rained kisses down her body, lowering himself to his knees as his mouth found her center. Hermione gasped and put her hands on his head as she leaned against the tree, parting her legs as his hands gripped her thighs. His tongue slid up and down her clit, as he nipped and growled against her. Over and over he lapped at her, tormenting her, his tongue delving deeply into her cunt, up to suck on her swollen nub and repeating the actions. He growled against her heated skin when she began to tremble, her fingers tearing at his hair and Hermione let out a small scream as the orgasm rocked her.
Remus rose, his hands still holding to her thighs as she sagged against the tree. “Still want to cast that spell Hermione?” he asked, nuzzling her full breasts that shone milky white in the moonlight.
“No,” she whispered as she pulled on his head, bringing his mouth up to hers. She tasted herself on him as she kissed him. He gave a throaty laugh as he grasped her legs and hefted her until her legs were wrapped around him.
“Naughty girl,” he hissed, opening his robes.
He thrust hard into her, eliciting a whimper from her and a feral smile crossed his face. Growling once more, he bit on her neck, marking her, claiming her, then planting hot desperate kisses across to her shoulder. Hermione grasped his shoulders as she tried to meet his thrusts, moaning as he pressed her hard against the rough bark of the tree, knowing her back would be sore in the morning.
They kissed and moaned, as Remus thrust hungrily into her, making her gasp as his thickness stretched her, filling her fuller than she had ever known. His strong legs allowed him to ride her hard, her back raking across the rough tree with each piercing thrust.
“Come for me little girl,” he growled, moving one hand to stroke her clit. Hermione clawed at his shoulders as she came, screaming his name. Two strong, backbreaking thrusts later, she felt his hot seed flow into her.
Remus kissed her over and over, still holding her up. Finally he removed her trembling legs, holding her tightly as she got her feet under her. “You shouldn’t wear red around a werewolf,” he teased, stroking her hair.
Hermione laughed and snuggled against his firm chest. “I will keep that in mind the next time that werewolf gets me lost in the forest,” she sighed contently.
Taking her hand, they walked into the forest. Within a half hour they saw the lights of Hogwarts glittering through the trees. Remus turned to look at Hermione, his eyes shining.
“Professor I do believe I will need you to take over for me for the next couple of days. Full moon you know, “ he said off handedly.
“Wouldn’t have ever guessed,” she laughed kissing her lover of two months thoroughly, glad that she had accepted the job as Arthimacy professor this year. It definitely had its fringe benefits working along side her handsome companion.
What a big heart I have-the better to love you with.
Little Red Riding Hood
Even bad wolves can be good.
This is a songfic (swore I never would write one but here you go, said that about PWP and you see what has happened) LorenaSnape is responsible for this story without plot as she sent me the song and the implication. Just a one shot romp for pure fun. Enjoy!
Owoooooooo!
Who's that I see walkin' in these woods?
Why, it's Little Red Riding Hood.
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood,
You sure are looking good.
You're everything a big bad wolf could want.
Listen to me.
Little Red Riding Hood
I don't think little big girls should
Go walking in these spooky old woods alone.
Owoooooooo!…………………………………………………….
Crack!
Hermione Granger ducked behind the thick trunk of a huge oak tree her wand at the ready. She had heard noises all night in the Forbidden Forest but this one was too close for comfort. Shivering from the damp night air, she pressed her back to the tree as she held her breath. There. It was definitely something as she heard the rustling of leaves. Closer it came. Taking a deep breath she leapt out of her hiding place, a spell on her lips.
“Professor!” Relief flooded through as she lowered her wand. “You gave me a terrible fright.”
“Hermione,” Remus Lupin said, relief in his voice. “I thought I would never find you. The alarm is over and the children are safe. You must have not have seen the signal” Two first year Hufflepuffs had gone into the forest around eleven on a dare. Their classmates had told Professor Sprout when after an hour they hadn’t returned. “And it is Remus.”
A big smile lit his face as he surveyed her. Her hair was tousled and damp, her cheeks flushed from the coolness of the night and she was wearing a deep red…
“Bathrobe Hermione?” he asked with amusement.
Hermione grinned, pulling on the robe that was clinging to her body, in such a delightful way. “I was taking a bath when the alarmed sounded. Didn’t take time to change.”
“I see,” Remus said, trying to hide a sly smile. The bathrobe was made of satin, clinging to her curves. Her full breasts were clearly outlined and he could see her hardened nipples straining against the material. Oh yes little Hermione had definitely grown up. With great effort he moved his gaze to look into her soft brown eyes…..
What big eyes you have,
The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad.
So just to see that you don't get chased
I think I ought to walk with you for a ways.
What full lips you have.
They're sure to lure someone bad.
So until you get to grandma's place
I think you ought to walk with me and be safe………
Hermione licked at her lips as she pushed her still damp hair out of her face. “Back to the castle then?” she asked, noting how the almost full moon's light splayed on Remus. His light brown hair glistened as the soft rays danced through the thick growth of the forest. The reflection in his eyes almost seemed to make them glow, she felt a tremble race up her spine, in almost a predatory way.
“Yes of course,” he said congenially. “Fear not fair maiden,” he teased, “I shall lead us safely out.”
Hermione giggled and took his offered arm.
I'm gonna keep my sheep suit on
Until I'm sure that you've been shown
That I can be trusted walking with you alone.
Owoooooooo!
They walked in silence, ever listening to the sounds in the forest for though the night seemed peaceful, the forest held dark dangerous creatures. And none as dangerous as I am Remus thought, taking deep breaths so that he could smell her scent. Raspberry flavor soap he assumed mingled with the heady sent of female. His blood stirred and he growled inwardly as he kept stealing glances at the delicate maiden on his arm….
Little Red Riding Hood
I'd like to hold you if I could
But you might think I'm a big bad wolf so I won't.
Owoooooo!
Hermione shivered. ‘Wasn’t too smart Granger running into the cool October night with nothing on but a bathrobe.' she chided herself. But she had been too concerned about the children at the time. Now however, she was trying to keep her teeth from chattering. She gripped Remus’ arm tighter, pressing against it for warmth.
He felt her shiver. If I had a cloak I would offer it to you, but I must be selfish enough to admit I am glad I do not, for I could not see your body so scantily hidden beneath that red, red robehe thought.
“Cold?”
“Ye..s…s,” she chattered with a small laugh. “Serves me right.”
“Nonsense,” he said, grateful for the excuse. Removing her hand from his arm, he put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to his side. “Better?”
“A bit, thanks,” she said, a small tremor in her voice. The warmth from just being against his side flowed through her and she blushed, glad he couldn’t tell, as she wondered how warm it would be to be pressed against him fully.
Remus held her against his side as they moved on through the forest, avoiding places that would demand they move away because it was too narrow for two to go through. If only the night would last forever….
What a big heart I have-the better to love you with.
Little Red Riding Hood
Even bad wolves can be good.
I'll try to be satisfied just to walk close by your side.
Maybe you'll see things my way before we get to grandma's place…
“Er Remus,” Hermione said hesitantly after they had walked for more than a half hour. “Are you sure we are heading in the right direction?”
Remus jerked from his revelry. He had been thinking of things that only a wolf could do to such a tempting morsel, a little girl lost in the dark woods. Looking around, he felt foolish when he noticed they were in the same spot he had found her. A soft laugh confirmed her deduction.
“It would seem I have led us in a complete circle,” he said sheepishly.
Hermione laughed. She pulled away from the warmth of his arm around her shoulders and looked at him. He seemed distracted and ‘he is looking at me rather odd’.
“No problem, I will just do a locater spell,” she said lifting her wand. His hand on hers made her look up into his face. Bright, glittering eyes looked into hers.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather… rest?”
Her breath caught. Remus was looking at her with a hunger, the kind she often saw on Ron’s face whenever it was mealtime. “Well, I suppose not…I am rather cold,” she said, though she wasn’t sure it was the cold or him that made her shiver.
“I could help you with that.”
Hermione heard the seductive tone in that simple statement and she looked at him wide eyed. She chewed her lower lip a moment. “Just how would you propose to do that Professor?” she asked, looking at him innocently, with a glint in her eye.
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood
You sure are looking good
You're everything that a big bad wolf could want.
Owoooooooo! I mean baaaaaa! Baaa?
Oh the hell with it….
Remus gave her a sly grin before he pulled her into his arms, crushing her mouth with his, his hands moving up and down the satiny fabric of her robe. Their mouths parted and their tongues met, tasting, devouring. His hands moved down to her buttocks to press her against him as he broke the kiss, to ravish her neck. Her arms went around his neck as she threw back her head and moaned.
Growling, Remus pressed her against the big oak tree where he had first found her. “Little girls shouldn’t go walking around in the forest at night. You never know when a wolf may attack and eat you up.”
He tore the sash from her robe and it parted. Remus rained kisses down her body, lowering himself to his knees as his mouth found her center. Hermione gasped and put her hands on his head as she leaned against the tree, parting her legs as his hands gripped her thighs. His tongue slid up and down her clit, as he nipped and growled against her. Over and over he lapped at her, tormenting her, his tongue delving deeply into her cunt, up to suck on her swollen nub and repeating the actions. He growled against her heated skin when she began to tremble, her fingers tearing at his hair and Hermione let out a small scream as the orgasm rocked her.
Remus rose, his hands still holding to her thighs as she sagged against the tree. “Still want to cast that spell Hermione?” he asked, nuzzling her full breasts that shone milky white in the moonlight.
“No,” she whispered as she pulled on his head, bringing his mouth up to hers. She tasted herself on him as she kissed him. He gave a throaty laugh as he grasped her legs and hefted her until her legs were wrapped around him.
“Naughty girl,” he hissed, opening his robes.
He thrust hard into her, eliciting a whimper from her and a feral smile crossed his face. Growling once more, he bit on her neck, marking her, claiming her, then planting hot desperate kisses across to her shoulder. Hermione grasped his shoulders as she tried to meet his thrusts, moaning as he pressed her hard against the rough bark of the tree, knowing her back would be sore in the morning.
They kissed and moaned, as Remus thrust hungrily into her, making her gasp as his thickness stretched her, filling her fuller than she had ever known. His strong legs allowed him to ride her hard, her back raking across the rough tree with each piercing thrust.
“Come for me little girl,” he growled, moving one hand to stroke her clit. Hermione clawed at his shoulders as she came, screaming his name. Two strong, backbreaking thrusts later, she felt his hot seed flow into her.
Remus kissed her over and over, still holding her up. Finally he removed her trembling legs, holding her tightly as she got her feet under her. “You shouldn’t wear red around a werewolf,” he teased, stroking her hair.
Hermione laughed and snuggled against his firm chest. “I will keep that in mind the next time that werewolf gets me lost in the forest,” she sighed contently.
Taking her hand, they walked into the forest. Within a half hour they saw the lights of Hogwarts glittering through the trees. Remus turned to look at Hermione, his eyes shining.
“Professor I do believe I will need you to take over for me for the next couple of days. Full moon you know, “ he said off handedly.
“Wouldn’t have ever guessed,” she laughed kissing her lover of two months thoroughly, glad that she had accepted the job as Arthimacy professor this year. It definitely had its fringe benefits working along side her handsome companion.
What a big heart I have-the better to love you with.
Little Red Riding Hood
Even bad wolves can be good.