Showing Off to the Half-Blood Prince

A/N: i don't own anything Harry Potter,and i'm not making money from this, but i still have fun. Oh and this story is now edited for grammar mistakes.

thanks for the good reviews so far! :) and yes, i will be continuing this story fairly soon, i just have to finish off "A Wager Between Girls" first. i'll most likely be doing a lot of writing over the holidays, because it's very fun and relaxing.

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~Lucifera Black


Showing Off to the Half-Blood Prince


Potions Class:


It was sixth year. Hermione sat down at her potions desk, eagerly as usual. She was anxious to show everyone, especially Harry, that she was just as efficient at potions as the “half-blood prince”. As she emptied her school bag of cauldron, wand, textbook, and assignment sheets, Hermione glanced around the room to see who was in attendance. Ron arrived just then, and sat at the desk next to Hermione’s, but Harry seemed to be absent.

Wow, Harry, the new star student, missing potions?! Hermione thought maliciously.

The rest of the students, minus Harry, filed slowly into class and sat down reluctantly. The students weren’t very fond of Professor Slughorn, even though they were slightly relieved that Professor Snape changed subjects. Slughorn gave everyone an uncomfortable feeling, because he was almost always sweating profusely, red-faced, and exclaiming some comment that bordered on sexual harassment.

Slughorn made his fat way to the front desk, and dabbed sweat from his forehead with a red satin hanky. His walrus features twitched as he struggled to find the correct page in his text. He grunted and mumbled to himself for what seemed like eternity. Then, finally, he addressed the class.

“Greetings! Ahem! Nice to see you all here...Oops! Dear Harry is missing. That’s a first...” Slughorn looked baffled and disappointed, but continued, “Hope you had a good weekend.”
He paused to find his place on the page. Walrus moustache twitching again, he said,
“Will everyone please turn to page two-hundred-and-fifteen? I’d like you to work on the three potions listed there, for the rest of the class. You must finish by the end of today’s session and hand them in to me in the test tubes provided. Thank you. Begin!”

Hermione had already started writing out the ingredients in her notebook and getting organized.

Ron looked at his textbook and sighed.
“Psst! Hermione, can I see your book? I’m missing the bloody page!” Said Ron.
“No, Ron. Sorry but I’m on a roll here. Ask the professor.” Said Hermione, without looking up.

“S’cuse me, Sir? May I borrow your textbook for a moment, I’m missing the page we’re supposed to be working on.” Said Ron, embarrassed.

“Of course my boy!! Anything you need!” Said Slughorn, handing him the book. He then leant over Ron’s desk and whispered,
“As a matter of fact, dear boy, I was going to invite you to my party tonight. Do come.”

Ron’s ears turned red and he was thoroughly embarrassed, but he accepted the invitation proudly. He clearly wanted to go just for status reasons. Hermione thought better of it, and decided to take a moment later on and warn Ron about Slughorn. He was said to have “parties” one on one with some students...

Hermione was already on the third potion, when the classroom door slammed open, making everyone jump. Professor Snape entered, walking quickly up to Slughorn’s desk. He muttered something unintelligible, but judging by Slughorn’s reaction, it was important. Slughorn then stood, and accidentally pushed the desk with his enormous belly, making a loud scraping noise. Hermione could barely contain herself; Slughorn made good comic relief at least, as he was constantly embarrassing himself and moving around animatedly like a giant cartoon walrus.

“Ahem! Class, I must leave now to meet with Professor McGonagall. Professor Snape will see you through the rest of today’s work.” Said Slughorn. Then, he left in a hurry.

Professor Snape sat at the desk, glaring at everyone who dared make eye contact. Hermione briefly looked up at him, but instead of a glare, she got an evil smirk. She wondered why, then quickly got back to work.

Time passed, and Hermione bottled her third potion, and began labeling them and organizing her desk. Ron glanced at her jealously. She then picked the potions up carefully and walked up to Professor Snape.

“Professor? I’ve finished. Can I hand them in to you now? Or should I wait until everyone else is done? Which would you prefer?” Hermione spoke nervously.

“Miss Granger...Always eager to please...” Snape’s eyes glinted as he spoke. “Give them to me.”

“Yes, Sir.” Hermione obeyed and handed him the three test tubes. One of his hands caught hers during the transfer, making her blush. She turned away to hide her pink cheeks, and make her way back to her desk, but Snape addressed her.

“Granger!” (At this, she jumped) “You forgot to put the date on potion number two. Please do so now.”

And so Hermione whirled around, went back to the front desk, and took the tube from Snape. She was going to go and write the date with her quill, but he handed her his quill, and said,
“Do it here.”
She bent down over the desk, facing him, and wrote the date carefully on the label. Hermione wondered if her professor might see something he liked as she leaned forward. Snape took her appearance in eagerly. He noticed she was still flushed, and as she was bent forward, he could see down the front of her shirt and sweater as the heavy material fell toward the desk. He stared at the opening in her shirt, and reveled in the sight of her soft cleavage. In her nervous state, Hermione was breathing quickly, and Snape watched the inviting mounds of her breasts rise and fall. He started to become aroused, and shifted in his seat.

“Miss Granger,” He started, and she looked up at him innocently and beautifully, totally eager to do whatever he asked, “I know you are acquainted with Miss Ginny Weasley. Will you find her and tell her to meet me in my dungeon study tonight at nine? You are to come with her, Miss Granger, and tutor her in potions. I will supervise you. She has trouble in potions and defense, and you are an exceptional student in every subject, so...” He trailed off.

Hermione looked shocked. Snape had just given her a compliment, and trusted her with an academic project. She blushed again, this time with flattery and excitement.
“Oh, yes Sir!” She replied.
Snape smirked once more.
“You may leave class early. Don’t be late, and don’t forget Miss Weasley!” Said Snape, as Hermione packed up her things and left the classroom. The other students eyed her jealously.

Gryffindor Girls’ Dorm:

Hermione reclined on her bed, talking to Ginny while she got changed. Hermione lay picking nervously at her pillow, watching the beautiful redhead sort through clothes in her pink bra and panties.

“So that’s what Snape said. Please tell me you’ll do it, otherwise he’ll kill me.” Said Hermione, looking imploringly at Ginny.
“Yeah, okay...” Ginny replied absentmindedly, “what should I wear?”
“Gin, it’s a potions lesson...um, UNIFORM?” Said Hermione sarcastically.

Ginny flipped her fiery hair over her shoulder casually, and slipped into her shortest black skirt. She turned to Hermione and smiled mischievously. Hermione took in Ginny’s full breasts, gently held by the pretty pink satin bra, her slim waist curving into petite hips and sleek legs, accentuated by the short skirt. She tried to be subtle.

“Hermione, don’t be so naive! You know he wants us alone with him so he can fuck us!” Ginny said, laughing. She laughed even harder as Hermione turned red.
“He wants your body!” Ginny teased.
“Hurry up and put some clothes on, we’ll be late.” Hermione said, trying to remain serious.

Ginny still giggled as she buttoned her collared shirt and fluffed her long red hair.

“I hope Sssseverus appreciates my hot, sexy, ready-for-rumpy-pumpy look!” Said Ginny.

Hermione couldn’t help but laugh this time.
“Rumpy pumpy?! Oh god...”

Despite Hermione’s rationality, she stopped briefly in front of the mirror and ran her hands over her hair and slicked some lip gloss on before running to catch up with Ginny at the bottom of the stairwell.

The two young women walked the halls briskly, and noticed the castle was starting to thin out as it was getting late and the students would be doing homework or preparing for early bedtimes by then. The grounds outside, Ginny noticed, were completely deserted. The next doorway they came across, Ginny pulled Hermione through it quickly.

“Gin! What-?” Hermione started.
“Shush!” Said Ginny, as she produced a cigarette and placed it lightly between her lips.

Hermione looked around the grounds anxiously.

“We don’t have time for this! Not to mention we’ll get endless detentions if we’re caught smoking on Hogwarts grounds.” She told Ginny.

Ginny calmly stood against the cold stone wall, taking drags off the cigarette and occasionally looking at Hermione.

“I think Snape likes you.” Said Ginny, and Hermione sighed.
“You’re still on about that, are you?” She replied.
“Yep. He gave you a compliment today. Snape has never given anyone a compliment.” Said Ginny.

Hermione grabbed the cigarette from Ginny and took a drag, not meeting Ginny’s eye. Ginny gasped.

“And you want him!!” Said Ginny.

At this, Hermione’s cheeks turned rosy.

“Ohhhh Severus! Uh! Uh!” Ginny mocked loudly, with the use of obscene pantomime.
“Are you done now?” Said Hermione.

Ginny just giggled.

They entered the hall again and rushed toward the dungeons as they only had a few minutes to nine. The door to Professor Snape’s study was open, and the girls burst in panting and glowing from running down the halls.

Professor Snape’s Study:

Severus stood leaning back against his heavy wooden desk. His arms were folded and he looked as evil as ever, but alluring, as his stark hair framed his face and his piercing eyes. Ginny gazed at Snape, then glanced sidelong at Hermione, who was looking shyly at the floor near Snape.
Ginny mustered some courage and stood up straight, looking him in the eye.

“You wanted to see us now, Sir?”

Severus smirked and unfolded his arms, drawing himself up to his full height.

“Indeed. How about we get started? You two will share a desk. Here.” And he pointed to a small desk in front of his own. As they settled in, he watched them carefully. First, he noticed Ginny’s legs as she struggled to sit comfortably at the tiny desk. Her skirt was so short, he could glimpse her pink panties, especially from the vantage point of his desk. Severus then noticed Hermione’s glossy pout, eager eyes and slightly trembling hands. The girl was clearly nervous or excited. She was dressed more conservatively than Ginny, but he didn’t mind, as he was sure he would be seeing more of her soon enough.

The silence in the room and Severus’ gaze made Hermione feel flustered, and she shifted in her seat, fighting back another blush. She didn’t want her professor to see that she wanted him.

“As you know, Potions is a hands-on subject, and so we’ll be very working closely together to help Miss Weasley. I also hope this offers you some good experience, Miss Granger.” As he spoke, Professor Snape walked over to the ingredient cupboard and fetched a few jugs and paper bags of herbs and stir sticks. Both Hermione and Ginny secretly felt disappointed with how professional their professor was being. After getting excited about several imaginary situations with Professor Snape, they were slightly dejected by reality.

As his back was turned and he was busy in the cupboard, Ginny elbowed Hermione when he said “hands-on”. She then pretended to reach her hands out for Hermione’s breasts. They both had to try very hard to suppress their laughter. Hermione was surprised and let out a short laugh.

“Is something amusing?” Snape asked, turning to stare at the girls. Ginny pretended nothing happened, but Hermione couldn’t help but blush at her outburst and embarrassment.

“No, Professor. I’m sorry.” Said Hermione. She would have to get Ginny back for this sometime.

Snape set the ingredients and equipment down on the tiny desk, then leant forward until he was very close to Hermione’s face. She didn’t want to look him in the eye, but was compelled to. He then held her gaze with his intense, intimate eye contact. Hermione couldn’t control her thoughts as they sorted and surfaced, first showing Ginny in her bra and panties in the dorm room, then replaying Ginny’s groping gesture. Professor Snape stood up, satisfied with what he saw, and the utter control he had over Hermione.

While he was bent over their desk, he smelled cigarette smoke mixed with different sweet scents, he assumed to be the girls’ perfumes. He slowly walked around Ginny’s side of the desk, and stood behind her.

“Were you smoking on school grounds, Weasley?” He asked.

Ginny felt her skin crawl sensually as Severus inhaled against her neck from behind. She tried to stifle a shiver. She smelled of vanilla all over, from what Snape could tell: her hair, clothes, and porcelain skin. Hermione just looked straight ahead anxiously. She nearly jumped out of her seat when Severus gently brushed her curly hair away from the back of her neck. She felt his lips and his nose barely brushing against her flesh. Severus inhaled deeply from Hermione’s neck, and she smelled subtly of lavender. Hermione closed her eyes and breathed deeply as she savored the sensation he was giving her.

Ginny spoke up, though quietly.
“Professor Snape? Are you going to give us detention for smoking?”

He smirked.
“No.”

The girls looked at each other in shock.

“But I’m still going to punish you. Miss Weasley, repeat what you did earlier, this time touching Miss Granger.”

The girls glanced at each other again, then up at Snape, who was dead serious. Hermione felt her nerves surge with energy as she anticipated Ginny’s actions and Snape’s reactions. She wasn’t sure Ginny would actually do it, but her curiosity was sated as she felt the redhead’s slender hands gently land on her breasts.

Ginny enjoyed the feel of the supple, warm flesh through Hermione’s shirt, and Hermione was equally enthralled. She sighed, almost moaning as Ginny fondled her more intently, both of them getting a bit carried away.

Professor Snape was very pleased with the way things were going, but wanted to switch it up a bit.

“That’s enough.” Severus interrupted.

Hermione and Ginny reluctantly stopped their interaction.

“Miss Granger, now you will touch Miss Weasley. I know you’ve been waiting for a reason to.”

Hermione looked hesitant, but giving in to Snape’s instruction and her own desire, she touched her hand to Ginny’s round breast. Ginny smiled at Hermione, encouraging her. The redhead was feeling mischievous. The girls turned on their stools to face each other, and Hermione then slid her hand down Ginny’s abdomen, past her hip, to her smooth thigh. Ginny’s legs were nearly completely revealed, up to the hip, to Hermione and the professor. Hermione’s touch was so slight that it tickled, and Ginny laughed.

Severus was thoroughly enjoying the scene that played out before him: a beautiful, curly-haired young woman feeling up the silky thigh of her sexy, rebellious, redheaded friend. His arousal was now evident, and he desperately wanted to put his hand to it.

Ginny took Hermione’s hand and pressed it firmly onto her leg, then slid it up to the front of her panties. She then guided Hermione’s fingers to press against her clit. Hermione and Severus were both startled–but pleased–with Ginny’s initiative. Hermione could feel how warm and moist Ginny was getting underneath the pink satin.

Ginny put one leg up and rested it on the desk, showing Hermione and the sinister professor a clear view of her panties, which now had a visible wet spot. Ginny moaned and smiled at Severus as she touched herself. Severus barely suppressed a groan and wished he could jump one of the girls right then, but he decided to hold out a little longer. Hermione couldn’t resist Ginny’s sexy position, and so she leaned her body into Ginny’s and kissed her deeply. Ginny began undoing Hermione’s shirt buttons, and Hermione placed one hand between their bodies and pleasured Ginny once more.

Seeing Hermione placed between Ginny’s legs as they kissed made Severus touch himself. Ginny really enjoyed playing everything up for her professor’s benefit. She pushed against Hermione until they were both standing, and Hermione was standing against the desk. Ginny swiped at the items on the desk and they crashed to the floor. Hermione took the hint and climbed onto the desk, showing off to both Ginny and Professor Snape by lying on her back, lifting her skirt and spreading her legs. She giggled when she saw the look her professor’s face. She swung her curly locks over the edge of the desk and arched her back, wanting Ginny or Snape to do something to her, as she lay there ready.

Ginny stood in front of Hermione’s parted legs and began pulling Hermione’s soft black cotton panties down. Hermione moved her legs so Ginny could take them all the way off. Ginny then bent down and placed a kiss between Hermione’s legs. Hermione whimpered, and Severus couldn’t hold out any longer. He undid his pants and took hold of his very hard cock. He watched as Ginny began flicking her tongue against Hermione’s intimate flesh, and tightened his grip on himself.

“Oh ‘Mione...you taste so sweet.” Whispered Ginny, and Hermione giggle quietly.

Hermione looked over to see what the professor was doing, and she gasped in excited pleasure. This made Ginny briefly break from Hermione to glance at Snape. She became extremely aroused, and like Hermione, started to blush at seeing their sinister teacher stroking himself.

“Professor Snape!” Ginny moaned, as she felt a rush of warmth and wetness come to her panties.
Snape looked at Ginny’s wide eyes, pink cheeks and open mouth. He imagined what she would look like sucking his cock. But then he got another idea...

“Keep going.” Snape instructed, and Ginny pleasured Hermione again with her soft, warm mouth. Hermione whined and pushed up against Ginny’s tongue, trying to get closer. She looked down and saw Professor Snape come up behind Ginny. Ginny gasped in surprise and then moaned into Hermione when she felt Snape rub his cock against the back of her thigh. She felt his long fingers slide up her skirt and slowly, deliberately pull her panties down. Hermione felt Ginny sigh, and the sensation made her shiver.

Professor Snape then put his hands between the redhead’s thighs and spread her before him. He nudged at her opening and glided the tip of his cock up and down her slit before entering her. Ginny almost climaxed, but Snape stopped before she could. He then ran his hand down her spine, took her by the hips and thrust into her deeply, pushing Ginny forward and harder into Hermione. The girls moaned in unison. Ginny tensed her tongue and thrust it slightly into Hermione’s entrance.

Ginny was very tight around him, and the view of the girls was incredible: Ginny’s sexy body bent over in front of him, her fiery hair held to one side as she sucked and licked Hermione between her parted legs. Hermione began panting and whimpering as she neared orgasm. Ginny sped up her efforts, feeling Hermione’s urgency. Snape pumped harder and faster into Ginny as well, and he could tell she was close to coming. She spread her legs further apart and pushed back against him as best she could in her position. She needed to feel her professor fucking her harder and rougher.

Snape watched Hermione arch up as her friend lapped at her, sending her writhing in an unbelievable orgasm. He pounded into Ginny as hard and fast as he could as she made small yelping sounds. Ginny came, and Snape felt her walls squeeze him and her wetness start to drip down her thighs and against his skin. He came hard, exploding deep inside Ginny.

As they wound down, Ginny rested her head on Hermione’s tummy. Snape moved around in Ginny for a moment longer, making the incredible feeling last. Then he slipped out slowly, making Ginny quiver. He made his way around to Hermione, who was looking at him in sheer pleasure. Hermione watched as her professor bent over, his face coming closer and his raven hair surrounding her. Their lips met softly at first, the feeling electrifying. He brushed his lips against her soft pout before deepening the kiss. She opened her mouth to him, and he slipped his tongue in to touch hers.

While the professor and Hermione kissed, Ginny got up from resting on Hermione and began to tidy herself. She smiled inwardly, seeing Hermione get what she wanted so badly from Snape. Hermione’s hand came up to Snape’s hair, feeling it and pushing it behind his ear gently. Snape felt Hermione slightly shiver under him, and he realized she must be cold from Ginny’s absence. He put his hand between Hermione’s legs. She moaned into their kiss as she felt his warm hand cover her. Hermione felt warm, comfortable, and sleepy. Ginny was pretty exhausted too. The girls were very surprised but happy when Snape offered to take them to his quarters to relax and sleep.

As their professor led them down the corridor, Hermione and Ginny walked arm in arm, as they were excited, a little nervous, and now closer to each other than ever before.


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