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Trapped
Title: Trapped!
Author: cyn_ful
Pairing: Hermione/?????
Rating: NC17 (I know…actually above a Disney Movie!!)
Word Count:1,114 (I tried to keep it at 100, really I did!)
Prompts: For HP_Creatures @ livejournal This is technically a combination of two prompts – they just sort of worked a bit together. 2. Every year on Halloween the magical fabric between the wizarding and muggle worlds is stretched very thin. So thin in fact that traces of each can be seen in the other despite the glamours and attempts to keep them separated. Hermione Granger has gone home for Halloween and taken Ron and Ginny with her to experience the way muggles celebrate the holiday. Harry agrees to tag along. While trick or treating, they come upon an odd house and discover a magical secret, not all things in the wizarding world are as they seem...(Could be Malfoy Manor as seen by muggles and be Draco/Hermione, Draco/Ginny, or Draco/Harry - please no Draco/Ron because that squicks me. Thank you! Prompt by tmkline
4. Hermione helps out at a Haunted House and shares a kiss with someone else helping out (or attending) Prompt by winnett
Author’s Note: Completely unbeta’d, though I did have help from mon_ami_runa as I was writing encouraging me, making me change words here and there. SO any obvious mistakes, let me know…
Hermione turned in circles. She absolutely hated haunted houses. She couldn’t believe that Harry and Ron actually managed to drag her into one. To top that, they deserted her to explore a hidden wing. The door closed before Hermione could follow them.
Now she was stuck, listening to all of the fake sounds the Muggles had put up to scare people. She rolled her eyes. The one thing she was sure of was someone would be jumping out at her with a chainsaw or something. She would have to keep her wits just so she wouldn’t hex the Muggle. “Damn haunted houses. Damn Halloween. Damn stupid boys that aren’t chivalrous – no matter what house they were sorted to.”
A creaking sound was behind Hermione. She turned slowly, thanking all the gods that she dressed as a magician. She had her wand held out to be on the safe side. A figure slipped into the darkened room with her. She closed her eyes preparing to hear the sound of a chainsaw – damn Muggles.
She felt the person moving closer to her. She felt their energy touching hers. She could feel the magic radiating off of the person. This was no Muggle. “Ron, is that you?” she whispered.
The other person took her hand and pulled her close. She thought about fighting, but it had to be Ron, even if it didn’t feel like Ron. She knew it wasn’t Harry. She lowered her wand and slid it into the pocket she had designed specifically for its use.
The tall stranger put a cold hand under her chin and raised it towards the non-existent light. He lowered his head and captured her lips. Hermione sighed under the pressure of the cold lips, thinking that Ron must have found a way back outside then came back for her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and let her mouth open. Her tongue tentatively coming out and licking the lips of her tall, dark “stranger.” It was this small movement that changed the kiss completely. It went from soft and sweet to possessive and domineering. The man held her tightly as his tongue ravaged the inside of her mouth, battling with her tongue, a battle that she was not winning.
Her only thoughts were of when she got home and convinced Ron to stay with her that night. Apparently he didn’t want to wait that long. She felt the clasp of her robe coming undone as he slipped it off of her body while the lips still claimed hers. Her body shivered to the colder temperature. She had hoped Ron would make his move tonight, so she had donned nothing but her robe tonight.
His hands roamed over her chest, squeezing and massaging each breast in turn. He broke the contact with her lips to capture a pert breast in his mouth. Hermione moaned as the other hand explored the contours of her back and arse.
He was so dominant, just what Hermione had wanted. He lay her down on top of her discarded robe. Her wand was lain carefully beside it.
His cool breath was tormenting her. He would breathe ever so slowly over her body as he moved over it, kissing every part of it. His tongue was tracing patterns across her stomach. He had somehow bewitched her hands into a position over her head so that she could not move or touch him.
He slid down her body and spread her already parted legs further. His mouth found the source of heat in her body and he let his tongue slide in and around her clitoris. She moaned and moved her body to be closer to his mouth. He teased it with his mouth and tongue, grazing her with his teeth. Her body was covered in chill bumps but she was wanting more.
She moved her hips higher and higher trying to get him to claim her. He slipped his fingers into her hot, wet passage and began to slide them back and forth. He curled his fingers up and found the soft sweet center that made her cry out. His lips covered her clit, sucking on the small area while his fingers continued to tease and caresses the G-spot.
Hermione’s arms were straining against the invisible cuffs holding her hands in position. She was writhing under the pleasure of the mouth and fingers, screaming incoherently. Her body shook as a massive orgasm swept her body. She didn’t feel the teeth sink into her body only the pleasure that came from the withdrawal. She continued to open to him.
Her body was spent. She lay limp in the sealed room of the haunted house. She felt his body gliding up hers again, slowly retracing the path he had followed. His lips found hers and she tasted the bitter copper on his tongue. She wrapped her freed arms around his neck and kissed him fully.
She heard the doors click open behind them. By the light of the doors she saw Ron and Harry standing at the door in shock, their mouths hanging open. Hermione felt fear for the first time since her lover came into the room. She turned to see Severus Snape’s cold black eyes daring her to say something before transforming into a bat and flying out of the room.
Hermione’s eyes were wide. She felt Ron or Harry put her robe around her shoulders, both of them muttering something. They lifted her up and Apparated back to her house where they placed her in the bed. All she could do was think of how her body reacted to Snapes. All she could think of were his lips, his mouth, his fingers.
She shook her head when one of the other two said something to her. She just sat, shocked. They shut the door behind them. Their tones were louder after her door was shut. They were probably fighting blaming each other. It was no one’s fault but her own. Tonight was going to be the night with Ron. Ron would take her to such heights. Now she was just…just…She didn’t know. She wrapped herself in her blanket.
She stood and went to her window. She opened it wide and gazed out into the darkness. She knew he was there. She knew he was watching and waiting. She knew all she had to do was call his name. She could never be Ron’s now, Severus Snape had made sure of that. He claimed her body so completely that all would pale in comparison. The only question remained was would she accept it this new bond or would she remain hidden where light always shone?
Author: cyn_ful
Pairing: Hermione/?????
Rating: NC17 (I know…actually above a Disney Movie!!)
Word Count:1,114 (I tried to keep it at 100, really I did!)
Prompts: For HP_Creatures @ livejournal This is technically a combination of two prompts – they just sort of worked a bit together. 2. Every year on Halloween the magical fabric between the wizarding and muggle worlds is stretched very thin. So thin in fact that traces of each can be seen in the other despite the glamours and attempts to keep them separated. Hermione Granger has gone home for Halloween and taken Ron and Ginny with her to experience the way muggles celebrate the holiday. Harry agrees to tag along. While trick or treating, they come upon an odd house and discover a magical secret, not all things in the wizarding world are as they seem...(Could be Malfoy Manor as seen by muggles and be Draco/Hermione, Draco/Ginny, or Draco/Harry - please no Draco/Ron because that squicks me. Thank you! Prompt by tmkline
4. Hermione helps out at a Haunted House and shares a kiss with someone else helping out (or attending) Prompt by winnett
Author’s Note: Completely unbeta’d, though I did have help from mon_ami_runa as I was writing encouraging me, making me change words here and there. SO any obvious mistakes, let me know…
Hermione turned in circles. She absolutely hated haunted houses. She couldn’t believe that Harry and Ron actually managed to drag her into one. To top that, they deserted her to explore a hidden wing. The door closed before Hermione could follow them.
Now she was stuck, listening to all of the fake sounds the Muggles had put up to scare people. She rolled her eyes. The one thing she was sure of was someone would be jumping out at her with a chainsaw or something. She would have to keep her wits just so she wouldn’t hex the Muggle. “Damn haunted houses. Damn Halloween. Damn stupid boys that aren’t chivalrous – no matter what house they were sorted to.”
A creaking sound was behind Hermione. She turned slowly, thanking all the gods that she dressed as a magician. She had her wand held out to be on the safe side. A figure slipped into the darkened room with her. She closed her eyes preparing to hear the sound of a chainsaw – damn Muggles.
She felt the person moving closer to her. She felt their energy touching hers. She could feel the magic radiating off of the person. This was no Muggle. “Ron, is that you?” she whispered.
The other person took her hand and pulled her close. She thought about fighting, but it had to be Ron, even if it didn’t feel like Ron. She knew it wasn’t Harry. She lowered her wand and slid it into the pocket she had designed specifically for its use.
The tall stranger put a cold hand under her chin and raised it towards the non-existent light. He lowered his head and captured her lips. Hermione sighed under the pressure of the cold lips, thinking that Ron must have found a way back outside then came back for her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and let her mouth open. Her tongue tentatively coming out and licking the lips of her tall, dark “stranger.” It was this small movement that changed the kiss completely. It went from soft and sweet to possessive and domineering. The man held her tightly as his tongue ravaged the inside of her mouth, battling with her tongue, a battle that she was not winning.
Her only thoughts were of when she got home and convinced Ron to stay with her that night. Apparently he didn’t want to wait that long. She felt the clasp of her robe coming undone as he slipped it off of her body while the lips still claimed hers. Her body shivered to the colder temperature. She had hoped Ron would make his move tonight, so she had donned nothing but her robe tonight.
His hands roamed over her chest, squeezing and massaging each breast in turn. He broke the contact with her lips to capture a pert breast in his mouth. Hermione moaned as the other hand explored the contours of her back and arse.
He was so dominant, just what Hermione had wanted. He lay her down on top of her discarded robe. Her wand was lain carefully beside it.
His cool breath was tormenting her. He would breathe ever so slowly over her body as he moved over it, kissing every part of it. His tongue was tracing patterns across her stomach. He had somehow bewitched her hands into a position over her head so that she could not move or touch him.
He slid down her body and spread her already parted legs further. His mouth found the source of heat in her body and he let his tongue slide in and around her clitoris. She moaned and moved her body to be closer to his mouth. He teased it with his mouth and tongue, grazing her with his teeth. Her body was covered in chill bumps but she was wanting more.
She moved her hips higher and higher trying to get him to claim her. He slipped his fingers into her hot, wet passage and began to slide them back and forth. He curled his fingers up and found the soft sweet center that made her cry out. His lips covered her clit, sucking on the small area while his fingers continued to tease and caresses the G-spot.
Hermione’s arms were straining against the invisible cuffs holding her hands in position. She was writhing under the pleasure of the mouth and fingers, screaming incoherently. Her body shook as a massive orgasm swept her body. She didn’t feel the teeth sink into her body only the pleasure that came from the withdrawal. She continued to open to him.
Her body was spent. She lay limp in the sealed room of the haunted house. She felt his body gliding up hers again, slowly retracing the path he had followed. His lips found hers and she tasted the bitter copper on his tongue. She wrapped her freed arms around his neck and kissed him fully.
She heard the doors click open behind them. By the light of the doors she saw Ron and Harry standing at the door in shock, their mouths hanging open. Hermione felt fear for the first time since her lover came into the room. She turned to see Severus Snape’s cold black eyes daring her to say something before transforming into a bat and flying out of the room.
Hermione’s eyes were wide. She felt Ron or Harry put her robe around her shoulders, both of them muttering something. They lifted her up and Apparated back to her house where they placed her in the bed. All she could do was think of how her body reacted to Snapes. All she could think of were his lips, his mouth, his fingers.
She shook her head when one of the other two said something to her. She just sat, shocked. They shut the door behind them. Their tones were louder after her door was shut. They were probably fighting blaming each other. It was no one’s fault but her own. Tonight was going to be the night with Ron. Ron would take her to such heights. Now she was just…just…She didn’t know. She wrapped herself in her blanket.
She stood and went to her window. She opened it wide and gazed out into the darkness. She knew he was there. She knew he was watching and waiting. She knew all she had to do was call his name. She could never be Ron’s now, Severus Snape had made sure of that. He claimed her body so completely that all would pale in comparison. The only question remained was would she accept it this new bond or would she remain hidden where light always shone?