A Voracious Appetite
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
9,215
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
A Voracious Appetite
Really, COULD I get anymore evil? I am now doing a LM/HG ficcy! Aw-Scawwy! It's not gonna be a 'fluffy' one, this is hard core evilness! (See's Rickman's face when she said hard core) erm...sorry about that Ricky! Sorry but he had to come along he keeps trying to escape, god knows why like cause I treat him good like. Hey now don't you go telling them any different Alan! I won't have any of it! Now then lets get to the ficcy!
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Disclaimer:
I don't own Hermione OR Lucius,
I just write fics about 'em cause-
They are evil that is true,
And if you don't like it well, f'k you!
**
Summary- Basically this is a fic done about Hermione in Hogwarts and all the difficulties she faces with Draco Malfoy. He is a leacherous little bastard-and his father is an even BIGGER one! how will she ever survive these beastly encounters with father and son? And what does Snape have to do with this?
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Chapter 1: Growing up aint always fun!
Hermione Granger She was so happy to be here. The summer holidays had drawn on, she wanted so badly to return to this wonderful place that she also called her, 'home' she recieved mail from Ron, little from Harry since he couldn't sneak Hedwig out to deliver the post that frequently. But he made up for the little post by writing enormous letters! The poor snowy owl looked out of breath as it had flown through her window one night. In return for her sending Harry supplies of both 'Muggle' and 'Magical' food he had written her letters galore!
She had grown up a lot in a short ammount of time, it seemed as if she had been still a child as the other s around her grew visably. But then she had seen how everyone had looked at her that day at the dance, when she was with krum-that name sprung a locked door-Viktor Krum. Somewhat reminding her of a younger Snape! He had dated her briefly, but when he had realised she didn't want much other than asuitable companion he had dropped her faster than a blast-ended-Skrewt!
She had blossomed over the years, it had been hiding behind her bushy hair and teeth that would do a beaver credit. Now she had ringlets that tumbled around her face, framing it as an angel's would do. Her teeth were now beautifully straight and gleaming, her eyes also had a shine about them, misty chocolate in colour and made the observer catch their breaths as they would pass, and a sweet little nose, slightly snubbed at the end like a pixie almost. Her body had also filled out in the time, her breast were now volumptious, pushing her school robes forward and showing off the way her stomache curved inward in comparison.
Hermione nervously smiled at a few of the younger students as they watched her board the train, she was of course now a prefect and had to have her own seating. No more laughing with Ron or Harry on the train, but that was ok because she could shock them later on in front of everyone with her appearance. Poor Neville would probably have an asthma attack like he so frequently had when the name 'Snape' was mentioned, or his other persona-'Greasy Git.' Hermione chuckled to herself as a first year tripped over his bag in staring at her!
Hermione wasn't vain, she had never believed herself to be beautiful or even pretty. The onlookers would appear to differ, 'their awfully brave for first years' she said to herself as one of the lads wolf-whistled her and she turned crimson, unconciously heightening the attention they were giving her as cat-calls ensued. Finally she passed the 'gauntlet' and shut herself in the 'Head Girl's' part, sighing she took her shoes of and flexed her toes. In addition to Hermione'angeange she had also taken to wearing high-heeled shoes, the variety that killed your feet! She would have to ask Parvati or Lavander if they had a spell cast on their's, because they didn't seem in any discomfort whatsoever when they wore their own.
As Hermione sat there, legs curled under her she stared out of the window. Watching the rain as is trickled along the windows, chasing and catching up to smaller droplets across the glass then rolling all the way down. She had used to bet on which drop would reach the end of the pane first, she smiled as she found herself subconciously doing that now. Her smile soon froze on her face though as a reflection showed faintly in the glass, Malfoy! She was so startled that she just sat their staring at the face on the glass, Malfoy's face slowly showed an evil smirk and her let his tongue flick out of his mouth like the snake that he was and slowly run along his top lip, retreating smoothlto tto the mouth that then spread into a grin.
Hermione returned to her senses and whipped around quickly, only to find the face gone. A patch of mist from Draco's hot breath remained on the glass in the door, the only sign that he had been there, otherwise she would have thought herself crazy. She quickly fumbled in her bag for a book to read to take her mind off of the sight of malfoy's only remaining trace left on the door.
'Ah here it is,' she crowed in delight as she found the bof hof her search-
*Gnomes, Faeries and other little folk. The complete guide by Arthur Snicksby*
she settled herself and let her mind run over the words, her spongue-like mind taking all the information in and storing it carefully. If her mind were a bookshelf it would be labelled A-Z. She was proud of her knowledge and was sneered at by other less-knowledgeable students, and indeed, other people.
As the words flowed over her she lost track of all time, except when the *puff* of the train coming to a stand still alerted her to her arrival. She tucked her book safely into her bag, placed her shoes back on and made it towards the door. She would have opened it if someone hadn't burst through the other side, knocking her over and causing her bag to fly over to the other side of the compartment...
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Sorry it was short-but that was just the intro-Like it? HATE it? Might aswell tell me now and get it over with! lol. Normally I am a SS/HG writer but I have decided to be flexible and do Hermione with other people aswell, just NOT Neville Longbottom-eugh-I'm sorry but that is a Shin-Number-1-*No-No!* This story shall also be posted, along with it's brothers and sister at my own group at Yahoo! Here is the address to go to this site: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ShinsSexySnape_group/
Primarily a SS/HG group but other pairings are on their aswell! Please just sit down and enjoy my ruminatings and tell me to shut up if I get uncontrollable! Chapter 2 coming soon!!!
*~Shin/Kat~*
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Disclaimer:
I don't own Hermione OR Lucius,
I just write fics about 'em cause-
They are evil that is true,
And if you don't like it well, f'k you!
**
Summary- Basically this is a fic done about Hermione in Hogwarts and all the difficulties she faces with Draco Malfoy. He is a leacherous little bastard-and his father is an even BIGGER one! how will she ever survive these beastly encounters with father and son? And what does Snape have to do with this?
***
Chapter 1: Growing up aint always fun!
Hermione Granger She was so happy to be here. The summer holidays had drawn on, she wanted so badly to return to this wonderful place that she also called her, 'home' she recieved mail from Ron, little from Harry since he couldn't sneak Hedwig out to deliver the post that frequently. But he made up for the little post by writing enormous letters! The poor snowy owl looked out of breath as it had flown through her window one night. In return for her sending Harry supplies of both 'Muggle' and 'Magical' food he had written her letters galore!
She had grown up a lot in a short ammount of time, it seemed as if she had been still a child as the other s around her grew visably. But then she had seen how everyone had looked at her that day at the dance, when she was with krum-that name sprung a locked door-Viktor Krum. Somewhat reminding her of a younger Snape! He had dated her briefly, but when he had realised she didn't want much other than asuitable companion he had dropped her faster than a blast-ended-Skrewt!
She had blossomed over the years, it had been hiding behind her bushy hair and teeth that would do a beaver credit. Now she had ringlets that tumbled around her face, framing it as an angel's would do. Her teeth were now beautifully straight and gleaming, her eyes also had a shine about them, misty chocolate in colour and made the observer catch their breaths as they would pass, and a sweet little nose, slightly snubbed at the end like a pixie almost. Her body had also filled out in the time, her breast were now volumptious, pushing her school robes forward and showing off the way her stomache curved inward in comparison.
Hermione nervously smiled at a few of the younger students as they watched her board the train, she was of course now a prefect and had to have her own seating. No more laughing with Ron or Harry on the train, but that was ok because she could shock them later on in front of everyone with her appearance. Poor Neville would probably have an asthma attack like he so frequently had when the name 'Snape' was mentioned, or his other persona-'Greasy Git.' Hermione chuckled to herself as a first year tripped over his bag in staring at her!
Hermione wasn't vain, she had never believed herself to be beautiful or even pretty. The onlookers would appear to differ, 'their awfully brave for first years' she said to herself as one of the lads wolf-whistled her and she turned crimson, unconciously heightening the attention they were giving her as cat-calls ensued. Finally she passed the 'gauntlet' and shut herself in the 'Head Girl's' part, sighing she took her shoes of and flexed her toes. In addition to Hermione'angeange she had also taken to wearing high-heeled shoes, the variety that killed your feet! She would have to ask Parvati or Lavander if they had a spell cast on their's, because they didn't seem in any discomfort whatsoever when they wore their own.
As Hermione sat there, legs curled under her she stared out of the window. Watching the rain as is trickled along the windows, chasing and catching up to smaller droplets across the glass then rolling all the way down. She had used to bet on which drop would reach the end of the pane first, she smiled as she found herself subconciously doing that now. Her smile soon froze on her face though as a reflection showed faintly in the glass, Malfoy! She was so startled that she just sat their staring at the face on the glass, Malfoy's face slowly showed an evil smirk and her let his tongue flick out of his mouth like the snake that he was and slowly run along his top lip, retreating smoothlto tto the mouth that then spread into a grin.
Hermione returned to her senses and whipped around quickly, only to find the face gone. A patch of mist from Draco's hot breath remained on the glass in the door, the only sign that he had been there, otherwise she would have thought herself crazy. She quickly fumbled in her bag for a book to read to take her mind off of the sight of malfoy's only remaining trace left on the door.
'Ah here it is,' she crowed in delight as she found the bof hof her search-
*Gnomes, Faeries and other little folk. The complete guide by Arthur Snicksby*
she settled herself and let her mind run over the words, her spongue-like mind taking all the information in and storing it carefully. If her mind were a bookshelf it would be labelled A-Z. She was proud of her knowledge and was sneered at by other less-knowledgeable students, and indeed, other people.
As the words flowed over her she lost track of all time, except when the *puff* of the train coming to a stand still alerted her to her arrival. She tucked her book safely into her bag, placed her shoes back on and made it towards the door. She would have opened it if someone hadn't burst through the other side, knocking her over and causing her bag to fly over to the other side of the compartment...
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Sorry it was short-but that was just the intro-Like it? HATE it? Might aswell tell me now and get it over with! lol. Normally I am a SS/HG writer but I have decided to be flexible and do Hermione with other people aswell, just NOT Neville Longbottom-eugh-I'm sorry but that is a Shin-Number-1-*No-No!* This story shall also be posted, along with it's brothers and sister at my own group at Yahoo! Here is the address to go to this site: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ShinsSexySnape_group/
Primarily a SS/HG group but other pairings are on their aswell! Please just sit down and enjoy my ruminatings and tell me to shut up if I get uncontrollable! Chapter 2 coming soon!!!
*~Shin/Kat~*