Lust in the Dungeons

Draco wandered the cold hallways of the Hogwarts dungeons feeling quite unlike himself, nearly tripping over the hem of his robes. He had started the day out normally enough enjoying breakfast while holding court with the Slytherin’s, laughing as the Weasel pissed Granger off again leading her to storming out of the Great Hall and Weasley going as red as his hair.

Life hadn’t changed all that much since the fall of the Dark Lord, in many ways it was comforting that everyone hated Slytherin’s and Slytherin’s returned the favour.

His first lesson was double potions where he was partnered with Granger, he rolled his eyes and sneered at her as she sat down. Neither spoke to each other as they completed their potion, neither wishing to fail today.

However, in the name of tradition Draco slammed into Granger on the way out of the door knocking her into the table, causing her to drop the large amount of books she was holding and laughed loudly before strolling away.

Lunch passed as uneventfully as the rest of the day had until Draco stood from the table to head to his next class. He swayed, feeling a little woozy, his eyes drawn to the Gryffindor table finding himself to draw his eyes from hers even when she stared at him curiously.

Pansy pressed herself flush against his side and simperingly asked if he was ok. Snapping himself away from the allure of Granger’s whisky coloured eyes, he sneered at Pansy and shrugged her off. If he had known when he took her virginity she was such a cling on and a slut he would have taken himself elsewhere.

All through out the rest of his classes he found his eyes straying to hers and his fantasies getting wilder. It started with her biting her lip as she concentrated on the professor’s lecture making him wonder what se tasted like and how she kissed.

When Weasley tried to apologize for his behaviour earlier and she once again turned his fury on him, Draco couldn’t help but wonder how passionate she would be in bed.

Whilst slamming into her in the hallway and telling her not to take up his precious space he wondered what it would be like to throw her up against the wall and take her hard and fast or to push her to her knees and have her suck him.

By the end of the evening meal Draco had perspiration on his upper lip as his body temperature soared, he felt more drunk or delirious than woozy and he had an erection so large and persistent that the throb was making him want to whip it out and relieve himself in front of the entire hall caring for nothing but release.

He knew nothing but Granger would cure this urge though and he couldn’t believe it. If he was horny he usually just dragged the nearest girl into a closest fucked the life out of her and continued about his business. Monogamy was not his cup of tea.

Slowly he headed towards the Slytherin common room and his dormitory to try and find some much needed relief, wondering just what was wrong with him, it was taking all his will power not to go to Gryffindor tower and beg Granger to help relieve him of his pain, his body beginning to ache from the strain.

Just as he went to walk round the corner that lead to the common room he over heard some one talking in excited, hushed tones and being a Slytherin he couldn’t waste the opportunity to collect some useful tidbits of information, who knew what you might learn. It wasn’t like his erection was going anywhere he could spare a moment or two.

He glanced around the corner and saw Pansy and Millicent deep in conversation, suddenly surprising Draco Millicent shrieked.

“You did WHAT?!” Looking at Pansy in surprise. Pansy laughed.

“Yup, it was easy, I slipped the potion in Draco’s drink while he was bragging to Blaise about his Quidditch skills.” Draco took offense to that comment, he was good at Quidditch. Wait, what potion?!

“But what does it do?” At this Pansy let slip a smug smile.

“It’s… a lust potion I suppose. I know Draco still wants me he just doesn’t want to admit it and this will make him. It’s designed to make the person who drank it want the person they desire with an uncontrollable passion.”

Draco stood there in shock at what he heard. She drugged him?! Oh the bitch was in for it when he found a cure.

“So why hasn’t he dragged you away for a round of steamy sex yet?” Millicent asked suspiciously.

“The potion builds up to it so it feels almost natural, it slowly makes them horny as hell and they can’t get the thought of making love to you any way they can out of their head until they have no choice but to take you.”

Draco felt sick, was there an antidote? What happened if he didn’t give into his desires. What if he came into contact with his desired. Draco’s eyes widened and he ran full pelt to Professor Snape’s door.

He pounded on the door until Professor Snape opened the door with a scowl on his face. Taking in Draco’s disheveled appearance and look of horror his scowled dropped and ushered him in before closing the door.

He lead Draco to the nearest desk and sat him in the seat.

“What’s wrong?” He asked his voice showing no sign of emotion or inflection as usual.

“I think I’m going to be sick,” Draco gasped still trying to process what Pansy had done. Taking a deep breath to calm himself he looked at his Godfather. “Pansy has fed me a potion, a lust potion I think.”

Professor Snape’s eyes widened before he demanded everything Draco knew, so Draco informed him of his symptoms, neglecting to mention his thoughts were of Granger, and what he heard form Pansy’s conversation earlier.

The Professor paced the floor as he listened turning to Draco as he finished.

“I’m unfamiliar with this potion but if what you say is true it is definitely Dark Arts. I will do some research and I suggest for now you stay away from Miss Parkinson. I may also have to inform your father.”

“NO!” Draco shot to his feet and looked around frantically. “You can’t, he’ll kill me for sure.”

Professor Snape raised an eyebrow at Draco inquiringly. “Why may I ask would he do that when this situation is far from your fault?”

“We both know I have no feelings for Pansy in a romantic or sexual way, Professor.”

“Ah so who are you having lustful thoughts for? Someone which your father would not approve of I assume?” Professor Snape looked at Draco consideringly. “Tell me who it is and I will do all I can to help you. I will not inform your father, you have my word.” He added as he saw my hesitance. I couldn’t even looked at him as I quietly replied defeatedly.

“It’s Granger.”

There was silence for so long Draco began to believe he was alone in the room, when he finally glanced up he saw the professor looking at him intently as if trying to decipher some puzzle.

“Very well, stay here in need to check something’s in my private library I shall be back shortly. Try not to get in any trouble while I’m gone.” The Professor remarked dryly before sweeping out of the room followed by his billowing robes.

Draco’s eyes wondered the room before settling himself in a chair at the back of the class and closing his eyes. His erection still hadn’t wilted and even through the conversation with Snape his embarrassment was pushed to the back by the need for Her-Granger.

He ache all over now and he felt feverishly hot as his mind began once again to play fantasies of Herm- GRANGER. He imagined her tied to his bed, her hair spread across his silk sheets, her breasts on display, her legs spread open in invitation.

He slid his hand slowly up her leg, his mouth following the same path in a trail of kisses. He…

There was a knock on the potion room door before the door opened and a figure timidly made it’s way into the room.

“Professor?” Draco stared at her in wonder, what was Granger doing here? He couldn’t believe it, it was like he’d dreamt her here.

She walked towards the desk not noticing Draco sitting in the back of the dark classroom his eyes drinking in her figure. She had removed her robes and wore just her shirt and skirt. Her shirt tight against her breasts, her skirt short enough to show a large amount of thigh and the knee high socks, well that just about sent Draco into madness.

He didn’t care why she was here, her only purpose now was to let him service her in everyway he could.

Sliding out of the chair silently, he dropped his robes onto his chair and stalked silently towards her, stopping a few feet from here.

“Granger.” He murmured huskily, causing Hermione to spin round in fright.

“Malfoy? You made me jump. Do you know where professor Snape is?” She asked regaining her equilibrium.

He watched as she took in his disheveled appearance, his tie hung loose around his neck, the top two buttons of his shirt undone, his hair a mess where he’d been running his fingers through it finally settling on his rather prominent erection pushing against his trousers.

She licked her lips nervously before flicking her eyes back to his.

“I’m not sure right now, but maybe I could keep you company while we wait?” And with out further warning pushed her against the desk and began to kiss her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, with four years of pent up passion.

At first she was unresponsive but slowly she yielded to his kisses, his hands gently caressing her sides as hers came to rest on his shoulders.

“God you taste good.” He murmured between kisses. “Even better than I imagined you would.” He said before hoisting so she sat on the desk, moving to stand between her now spread legs.

His lips slid down the side of her throat, sucking and caressing as his hands moved up to caress the under side of her breasts. Hermione let out a moan and Draco felt a shudder of arousal go through him.

He felt some of his restraint slip and gave into the urge to rip open Hermione’s shirt and pulling it and her tie off at the same time, leaving her clad in a lacy lavender bra.

Her eyes shot open and Draco noticed a little fear sneaking in with the lust that dwelt there. That wasn’t what he wanted at all.

“Wh-what are you doing,” she asked trying not to be nervous. He looked into her eyes and smiled his first genuine smile in a very long time, it was small but it was definitely there.

“Honestly? Your breasts were teasing me and I didn’t have the patience to wait, I wanted to taste them so bad I’m shaking, see?” He held is hand in front of her to see he was indeed shaking with lust. “I didn’t mean to frighten you, I just want you so much. I’ll buy you another one.”

She smiled at him then and let out a little laugh, making him give in to the need to kiss her once more. His hands found their way back to her breasts fondling them firmly but with a reverence that made Hermione wonder if it was more than lust he felt for her. Finally Draco removed her bra as well a little more gently than her shirt.

They stayed like this a while, kissing, Draco fondling her breasts, Hermione’s hands fisted into his hair.

Finally, they split apart for some much needed air unable to keep their eyes off of each other. Hermione unconsciously licked her lips, taking in his taste, making Draco groan.

“Do you know what it does to mean watching up lick those lips of yours? It makes me wonder if that mouth is good for other things apart from talking.” His spoke his eyes full of lust, pressing his erection against her core, making Hermione’s head fall back.

Draco took this as an invite to suck and kiss her breasts, making Hermione let out a series of lustful moans, before beginning to kiss his way down her stomach to her skirt which was quickly removed.

Draco pushed Hermione back so she lay back on the desk dressed in nothing but her knickers, knee high socks and shoes.

Spreading her legs a little wider Draco dropped to his knees, kissing and caressing her legs while removing her socks and shoes.

Once his task was completed Draco dragged Hermione to the edge of the desk kissing and caressing her upper thighs, edging closer and closer to her knickers which were now soaked with arousal.

“Draco, please.” Hermione moaned, making Draco break out into a pant. She called him Draco. He buried his face in her sodden panties making Hermione moan and writhe on professor Snape’s desk, before sliding her underwear to the side and sliding one finger gently into her pussy.

Glad when Hermione moaned in pleasure he began nibbling, sucking and tonguing her clit while thrusting his finger in and out of her. Slowly one finger turned into two and two turned into three making Hermione moan even louder, praising Draco and his ‘talented Slytherin tongue’.

Finally Draco’s erection became too much to ignore as the potion headed into the final stages clouding his brain with lust. All rational thought fleeing.

Standing up he removed his fingers with one last caress dragging her knickers off at the same time. His trousers fell to his ankles and he lined himself up with her hole.

Hermione’s legs wrapped around his hips at the same moment he slammed home, his never leaving hers even as she winced at the pain of loosing her virginity.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured. Waiting for her go ahead to continue but nearly shaking with the effort to hold still.

Hermione smiled at him and caressed his back, murmuring it was ok. Draco needed no more encouragement. Although he planned to take it slowly it wasn’t before he was slamming into her, Hermione almost screaming her pleasure.

He pounded into her harder than he ever had anyone before. She was so tight, so wet, his cock being gripped so tight it was almost painful. He couldn’t wait till she came it was sure to ring out every last drop of come he had. He felt like he could never get enough of her and continued to pound into her as though possessed.

“So tight… So wet… So fucking beautiful…” He whispered.

“Draco… oh fuck me…”

“What is going on here?!” Draco looked up to see his Godfather had returned. In all honesty Draco had forgotten all about him. Not stopping thrusting he replied.

“I’m shagging… the brains out of… the brain of Hogwarts, don’t… worry… we’re almost done.” He said slamming Hermione harder, pleasantly surprised she hadn’t demanded he stop when Snape had entered the room.

“Come for me Hermione, come as he watches.” Draco whispered to her while Snape stared on.

Hermione stared into his eyes as she suddenly screamed her release and Draco predicted strangled his release from his cock. Draco unloading his come into her pussy, never having ever felt so sated.

After a few minutes, both Draco and Hermione came back to their senses and slid apart.

With a flick of his wand Snape redressed them and cast a contraception charm on Hermione, who was blushing and staring at the floor.

“You are dismissed Miss Granger, we will consider your detention served.” Professor Snape said condescendingly, Hermione fleeing from the classroom without looking back. Snape then turned to deal with Draco. “I see you’ve cured your problem.”

“Yes Professor.” Draco refused to be embarrassed over something he couldn’t control.

“Good. In future however if you choose to find solace on my desk again you will find yourself severely punished. Am I clear?” Snape glared at Draco causing him to swallow.

“Yes sir.”

“Good now get out of my sight.” Snape turned back to his desk and Draco left not wanted to push his luck any further tonight.

Instead, he headed to his dormitory planning a fitting revenge for Pansy who had long given up awaiting his return tonight and how he would deal with Hermione in the morning.

* * * * *

The next morning at breakfast Draco watched the Gryffindor table closely noting Hermione seemed quiet and withdrawn compared to normal.

When the post arrived Hermione received two things. First her Daily Prophet and second a parcel wrapped in black paper. Upon opening it she found a new school shirt of the highest quality and underneath a note. After reading it Hermione looked up at him and smiled a radiant smile before turning to talk animatedly to her friends.

Draco smirked at her before finally giving his breakfast his attention. He didn’t care what his father thought, for once he would do something to make himself happy.

The note read:
Will you be my girlfriend?
Meet me in the room of requirement at seven tonight.
This time we do it right, date first, sex later. D