Wolf_lord
12-11-2010, 02:17 PM
"Now class, to finish off the lesson we will look at a live muggle, he is known about wizards and witches for some time but doesn't care about them..." The teacher started.
"He will by the end of this lesson."Malfoy sneered. I opened the door and stepped out. My right arm was in the cast and the sling, attached to the back of my neck, help support it.
"Not likely, I know plenty of people like you and I know what you are capable of." I replied tersely. "Any questions?" I walked down a few steps that stood between the office door and the classroom. I hand shot up. "Ah! You must be Hermione Granger. What is your question?"
"What you learn, as a muggle?" She asks.
"Interesting question, Miss Granger, but one that should not be overlooked I feel." I replied "we start off by learning; English, maths and science. We then move on to more advanced subjects like;, drama, music, history, religious education and geography." A hand shot up. "You must be Seamus. What can I help you with?"
"Well, I've always wondered what games do you play?" He asked.
"There are many games that we play, including one like your Quidditch. We also go climbing, swimming and many other activities. We also have films, similar to your pictures but films form a story." I replied.
"Why have you got a cast on your arm?" Malfoy blurted out.
"Because I'm injured, we don't have spells to heal our body so we rely on our own body to help heal us." I answered.
"So you weak then?" He sneered maliciously.
"Quite the opposite actually. Malfoy." I barked back at him. "you see I have to adapt to my injury, in a sense every injury makes me who I am. Not to offend your world but personally I enjoy experiencing difficulty and challenges in life." I said as the bell rang. "Miss Granger, can I talk to you moment?"
"Certainly." She replied.
"I am staying for dinner tonight but I'm not allowed to sit the staff table would it be possible to sit at your table?" I asked.
"I'm sure if I asked Prof McGonagall it would be okay." She said. The teacher was out of the class by then.
"Does she need to know? It could be our secret." I said holding her shoulder tenderly. "You know you are beautiful."
"Really? No one has ever said that to me before." She gasped.
"No one's looked." I said pulling her softly to me. She put her hands on my shoulder, and looked into my eyes, I wrapped my hands around her waist. We tilted our heads and she leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips, drawing back quickly, I followed her lips and kissed her more passionately we open our mouths and our tongues entwined. She moaned into my mouth. I lifted her onto a desk, she wrapped her legs around my waist, drawing me in. I brushed her hair behind her ear. I whispered "you are breathtaking. Come to my house this summer, it could do with a woman's touch." Sliding a business card into her tights, again she gasped.
"But dinner?" She asked confused.
"That was just to gauge your reaction. You think Dumbledore would allow a muggle to dine with wizards especially with Malfoy and other influential characters present?"
*
That summer - right at the beginning-is where we start our next scene.
*
There was a knock at the door, I went down and opened it. There stood Hermione Granger in the beautiful red evening gown that hung to her figure highlighting her beauty, underneath a matching red coat. My mouth fell open.
"Can I come in?" She asked.
"I uh-umm...ahem...sure." I stammered.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"yes, sorry I was just surprised." I started.
"Surprised at what? Does it not suit me?" She asked worriedly.
"Quite the opposite, my dear. You look positively magnificent, a goddess would be jealous of your beauty." I said to her, holding her at arm’s length. I lifted the red coat of her and hang it up, kissing the nape of her neck as I did so, the low back to her dress exposing her soft back (bra less). I ran my hand across, feeling her skin tingle at my touch.
"Do you do this often?" She purrs.
"Can't say I do, but perhaps you'd like to help me change that." I whispered softly into her ear.
"Have you eaten?" I ask. She looks up into my eyes.
"Yes, did you have something in mind?" She asks softly.
"Not particularly, I know the sort of things to expect from your world." I laughed. "Champagne?"
"What is Champagne?" She asked.
"Why don't you come upstairs and see." I whispered seductively. I led her up to my room, there, by the bed was a bucket filled with ice and a bottle of Moet. I led her over to the bed, letting her lie down on it like a queen I popped the cork, she jumped a little at that, I filled up the glasses on the nearby table and gave her one she started sipping at it.
After a few glasses she started giggling.
"You know *hic* I feel weird *hic*." She slurred.
"That's the Champagne darling." I murmured.
"I feel *hic* great!" She garbled. She reached up to the back of her dress and undid it, pulling free of her body. "why *hic* do I need this?" I leant in and kissed her bare chest. Her free hand pushing my face into her chest.
"What about your parents?"I asked her.
"left * hic* them sometime ago, it was easier on them." she admitted.
"I'm sorry to hear that."I whispered to her softly. "now go to sleep."
"why *hic*?" she asked.
"trust me." I said as she fell asleep.
I woke up early the next morning, to try and make a hangover cure, breakfast and a drink of water. I took upstairs on a tray. Open the door, walked in, and set the trade on the table. I kissed her on the mouth to wake her up, this she did. I then set the tray on her lap.
"urgh, I feel groggy this morning." she moaned.
"yeah, this should help. Shall I go?" I asked.
"I'm sure you saw everything yesterday. What was that stuff? I felt so free." she yawned.
"I should have warned you. Sorry."I revealed. She looked at me, raised one of her eyebrows, pulled me to her face and kissed my lips passionately.
"that is for not taking advantage last night. And this, is for making me feel special." with that she lifted off the tray put it on the table and pulled me into bed. I took off my trousers as quickly as I could.
"take me." she whispered. I slid my warm member into her hole, pausing momentarily at her hymen. Before carrying on, she cried out in pain but begged for me to carry on. I did, kissing her as I went making sure that I cared for her. I think she understood as she started kissing me back, or at least trying, this was too much for her and came quickly. I followed soon after.
"Would you like to stay? We could do this and more." I whispered to my new lover.
"Oh yes but not right now, that was amazing!" She whimpered.
"He will by the end of this lesson."Malfoy sneered. I opened the door and stepped out. My right arm was in the cast and the sling, attached to the back of my neck, help support it.
"Not likely, I know plenty of people like you and I know what you are capable of." I replied tersely. "Any questions?" I walked down a few steps that stood between the office door and the classroom. I hand shot up. "Ah! You must be Hermione Granger. What is your question?"
"What you learn, as a muggle?" She asks.
"Interesting question, Miss Granger, but one that should not be overlooked I feel." I replied "we start off by learning; English, maths and science. We then move on to more advanced subjects like;, drama, music, history, religious education and geography." A hand shot up. "You must be Seamus. What can I help you with?"
"Well, I've always wondered what games do you play?" He asked.
"There are many games that we play, including one like your Quidditch. We also go climbing, swimming and many other activities. We also have films, similar to your pictures but films form a story." I replied.
"Why have you got a cast on your arm?" Malfoy blurted out.
"Because I'm injured, we don't have spells to heal our body so we rely on our own body to help heal us." I answered.
"So you weak then?" He sneered maliciously.
"Quite the opposite actually. Malfoy." I barked back at him. "you see I have to adapt to my injury, in a sense every injury makes me who I am. Not to offend your world but personally I enjoy experiencing difficulty and challenges in life." I said as the bell rang. "Miss Granger, can I talk to you moment?"
"Certainly." She replied.
"I am staying for dinner tonight but I'm not allowed to sit the staff table would it be possible to sit at your table?" I asked.
"I'm sure if I asked Prof McGonagall it would be okay." She said. The teacher was out of the class by then.
"Does she need to know? It could be our secret." I said holding her shoulder tenderly. "You know you are beautiful."
"Really? No one has ever said that to me before." She gasped.
"No one's looked." I said pulling her softly to me. She put her hands on my shoulder, and looked into my eyes, I wrapped my hands around her waist. We tilted our heads and she leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips, drawing back quickly, I followed her lips and kissed her more passionately we open our mouths and our tongues entwined. She moaned into my mouth. I lifted her onto a desk, she wrapped her legs around my waist, drawing me in. I brushed her hair behind her ear. I whispered "you are breathtaking. Come to my house this summer, it could do with a woman's touch." Sliding a business card into her tights, again she gasped.
"But dinner?" She asked confused.
"That was just to gauge your reaction. You think Dumbledore would allow a muggle to dine with wizards especially with Malfoy and other influential characters present?"
*
That summer - right at the beginning-is where we start our next scene.
*
There was a knock at the door, I went down and opened it. There stood Hermione Granger in the beautiful red evening gown that hung to her figure highlighting her beauty, underneath a matching red coat. My mouth fell open.
"Can I come in?" She asked.
"I uh-umm...ahem...sure." I stammered.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"yes, sorry I was just surprised." I started.
"Surprised at what? Does it not suit me?" She asked worriedly.
"Quite the opposite, my dear. You look positively magnificent, a goddess would be jealous of your beauty." I said to her, holding her at arm’s length. I lifted the red coat of her and hang it up, kissing the nape of her neck as I did so, the low back to her dress exposing her soft back (bra less). I ran my hand across, feeling her skin tingle at my touch.
"Do you do this often?" She purrs.
"Can't say I do, but perhaps you'd like to help me change that." I whispered softly into her ear.
"Have you eaten?" I ask. She looks up into my eyes.
"Yes, did you have something in mind?" She asks softly.
"Not particularly, I know the sort of things to expect from your world." I laughed. "Champagne?"
"What is Champagne?" She asked.
"Why don't you come upstairs and see." I whispered seductively. I led her up to my room, there, by the bed was a bucket filled with ice and a bottle of Moet. I led her over to the bed, letting her lie down on it like a queen I popped the cork, she jumped a little at that, I filled up the glasses on the nearby table and gave her one she started sipping at it.
After a few glasses she started giggling.
"You know *hic* I feel weird *hic*." She slurred.
"That's the Champagne darling." I murmured.
"I feel *hic* great!" She garbled. She reached up to the back of her dress and undid it, pulling free of her body. "why *hic* do I need this?" I leant in and kissed her bare chest. Her free hand pushing my face into her chest.
"What about your parents?"I asked her.
"left * hic* them sometime ago, it was easier on them." she admitted.
"I'm sorry to hear that."I whispered to her softly. "now go to sleep."
"why *hic*?" she asked.
"trust me." I said as she fell asleep.
I woke up early the next morning, to try and make a hangover cure, breakfast and a drink of water. I took upstairs on a tray. Open the door, walked in, and set the trade on the table. I kissed her on the mouth to wake her up, this she did. I then set the tray on her lap.
"urgh, I feel groggy this morning." she moaned.
"yeah, this should help. Shall I go?" I asked.
"I'm sure you saw everything yesterday. What was that stuff? I felt so free." she yawned.
"I should have warned you. Sorry."I revealed. She looked at me, raised one of her eyebrows, pulled me to her face and kissed my lips passionately.
"that is for not taking advantage last night. And this, is for making me feel special." with that she lifted off the tray put it on the table and pulled me into bed. I took off my trousers as quickly as I could.
"take me." she whispered. I slid my warm member into her hole, pausing momentarily at her hymen. Before carrying on, she cried out in pain but begged for me to carry on. I did, kissing her as I went making sure that I cared for her. I think she understood as she started kissing me back, or at least trying, this was too much for her and came quickly. I followed soon after.
"Would you like to stay? We could do this and more." I whispered to my new lover.
"Oh yes but not right now, that was amazing!" She whimpered.