Wizards Don't Use the Internet

Wizards Don’t Use the Internet


Hermione Granger stormed into her lover/Professor’s private chambers in an absolute fit.

“They rejected it AGAIN!” she screamed, brandishing her story in front of Severus’ face. “And they NEVER tell you why. They just send you a form letter. I don’t know why I even bother.”

“Come here,” he beckoned. She flopped down on the couch and he took her in his arms. “I don’t know why you bother either. It’s not like there aren’t enough stories in the world. Every time you bother with this Muggle stuff you get upset. I forbid you from going to websites. I still don’t understand how pages can float through little wires. Don’t they get stuck?”

Hermione laughed and tried once again to explain the Internet to him. She giggled at his confused expression. “I think you’d be better off without it. You never should have bewitched your toplap--”

“That’s laptop, honey.”

“Whatever. You never should have bewitched your laptop to work within Hogwarts’ walls. This is one of the many reasons why eclectronics are forbidden.”

“Oh, bite me,” she retorted. However, he took her at her word and sunk his teeth into the sensitive spot on her collarbone, leaving her a love bite. “I didn’t mean literally,” she said playfully. “Well, maybe I did…” she said grinning. He carried her into the bedroom and tossed her onto the bed roughly. “Oooh, you know I like it when you take charge,” she said devilishly.

“You like that, eh? Then you’ll love this!” he said, jumping on her and tearing her clothes off. She giggled under his rough touch. He grinned at her as she ripped his robes off his pale and lean body. “Do you like this?” He bit her hardened nipple. “And this--” he plunged his fingers into her wetness, rubbing her bud with his thumb. “And this--” he kissed her fiercely.

“Merlin, yes!” she cried. “Oh, don’t stop!” She moved her face up to meet his. She plunged her tongue into his mouth. He soon released her mouth and trailed kisses down to her convulsing center. He slid his tongue over her clit, nibbling on it delicately. She groaned and bucked under his expert touch. Altogether too soon she reached her peak, screaming his name. He rest his head between her breasts while she panted. When she recovered, she rolled over, taking Severus with her. She looked at him sedvelyvely and announced, “Your turn!” He smirked at her and put his hands behind his head, intending to enjoy.

She, too, trailed kisses all the way down his rock hard abs. When she got down to his quivering member she licked it from base to tip. She playfully lapped at it, causing him to grunt with longing. Her tantalizing licking continued until he reached for her head and pushed her face into his erection. “Feisty, aren’t we?” she laughed. She took his tip in her mouth, sucking it gently.

“Hermione!” he growled.

She stopped and looked up at him. “Yes, dear?” Seeing the fire building in his eyes, she decided he’d had enough teasing. She took as much of his as she could into her mouth. She stroked the rest of his shaft with one hand and tickled his balls with the other. She let the saliva trail down his shaft, using it as a lubricant. She furiously swirled her tongue around his length. She used one hand to move up and down what she couldn’t fit into her mouth. He began to cum and he screamed her name into the dimly lit bedroom. She greedily swallowed the glistening liquid.. She collapsed from exertion next to him. He pulled her up to him and kissed her passionately.

“I taste me!” they said simultaneously. They laughed and she rest her head on his chest.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” Hermione asked an hour later.

“What if your friends see us?”

“Oh, Ginny told Ron and Ron told Harry ages ago. Worst fight we ever had. But they got over it. I’m sure the whole school knows by now. Not that they can say anything. I’m of age. And I love you.”

“Do they know we’re engaged?” Severus asked incredulously.

“They guessed that when they saw the rock on my finger,” she laughed. She held out her left hand and examined the simple diamond ring he had given her.

“What did they say about it?”

“Ron threw a fit and Harry said he saw it coming.”

“Does Mr. Weasley still harbor feelings for you?”

“Not since sixth year. I think he thinks of me as a little sister now.”

“Didn’t the Time Turner make you older than him?” he asked, stroking her cleavage with one of his long, pale fingers.

“Mmm, that feels good. And yeah, it did. But I was speaking figuratively.”

“Ah, I see.”

“Ah, I see,” she said, mocking his low, silky voice. He pinched her nipple as punishment. “Ouch! Play nice,” she giggled. He smirked and let go of her mound. “How about that walk?”

“If you want to, love.”

“I want to.” They got up and dressed in silence. Both had to repair their clothes where they had been ripped off. She walked over and kissed him, taking his hand in hers. “Where shall we go?”

“The lake is nice this time of night.”

“The lake it is. What do we do if we run into my friends?”

“I thought they wouldn’t care,” he said casually, opening the door for her.

“They won’t, but I don’t think we should go parading that we’re a couple. I can just see the headlines, Head Girl Takes Job Literally.*”

“Well, you do give exceptionally good head,” he chuckled.

“Why thank you.” They walked down to the lake making idle chatter. When they got there they rest their backs against a large boulder. They had just started to snog when they heard giggling coming from a nearby bush.

Severus sighed. “I’ll be right back, love.” He walked over and peered over the bush. He saw Ginny Weasley having sex with Harry Potter. He immediately turned around and cleared his throat loudly.

Ginny squealed. “Professor! We were just, uh – What I mean to say is--”

“I know what you were doing. Twenty points from Gryffindor. Now kindly get dressed and get back to your Common Room with that.” Minutes later they emerged dressed clumsily.

As they walked off Hermione and Severus heard Ginny whisper to Harry, “The only reason he shooed us away was so he could use the bush…”

Severus couldn’t resist. “Miss Weasley?” She turned around. “You’re not wrong,” he smirked. Ginny blushed furiously and Harry winked at Hermione. They sprinted the rest of the way to the castle.

“Oooh, Severus, you’re a bad boy,” Hermione said, walking into his outstretched arms. “Did you mean what you said?”

“Well, I’m not much of a bush man, but that boulder looks inviting.” She giggled as they fell to the ground. He climbed on top of her and again they ripped each other’s clothes off. They sent them off into the night and they landed with a dull thud.

“Well, this is a first. I think outside is the one place we haven’t had sex.”

“Have we had it in the bathtub?”

“Yep.”

“What about by the fire?”

“Still yep.”

“Kitchen?”

“Valentine’s Day.”

“Ah, yes. Dumbledore’s office?”

“After Harry vanquished You-Know-Who.”

“Hagrid’s hut?”

“While he was away with Madame Maxime.”

“Great Hall?”

“Uh huh.”

“Well, that’s everywhere.”

“Not everywhere. We still have to do it out here.” He grinned at her as he positioned himself at her entrance and plunged in. His hand found its way to her clit as the other caressed her cheek. He leaned down and suckled each of her nipples in turn. He continued to thrust into her wetness and massage her bud. She tightened around him with every push, making him moan in pleasure. She moved her hips in time with his movements. He kissed her feverishly. With a final thrust they came simultaneously, Severus spilling his seed into Hermione’s awaiting body. They lay in the darkness covered in sweat and panting. Severus rolled over and pulled Hermione into his arms.

“You know, I’ve been thinking about my story--”

“Not that again.”

“--and I think you’re right. Wizards don’t use the internet.”

“Glad you see it my way.” She looked up into his face and kissed his lips gently. Overhead, a shooting star flew past. “Make a wish, love.”

“I wish we could be together forever.”

“May your wish come true.”

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*Hilllstreet Blues reference