Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ the short fantasy's of Hogwards ❯ chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

By: Linw

The short fantasy's of Hogwards

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter, J.K. Rowling does.

Author notes: oke this is just me being bored. It has no story line in it, this are just random fantasy's out of my sick mind.

Chapter 1 Hermoine

“I hope you don't mind me coming over” he said. He looked towards her and smiled, a hint of danger curling at the corners of the smile. “are you glad I'm here?” “of course” laughed Hermoine nervously, still a little unsure where this encounter was going. “it's just good to be with some one who is going through the same thing” he said. “the same thing?” Hermoine asked “what do you mean?” “well things with my girlfriend - I think you met her before - they aren't too great.”

Hermoine touched his shoulder gently. “oh, I'm so sorry. I had no idea.”

He laughed. “we argue all the time. And she spends like crazy. I'm a generous guy but I don't like to feel used.” He bent his head to smell her hair, gently stroking a strand from her face. Hermoine moved away, overwhelmed by the rush of emotions having him so close. She walked a little way down the terrace and sat on one of the day beds by the pool. As he moved next to her, a uniformed steward appeared from under the trees and gave them both two glasses of alcohol, before disappearing with a soft noise. “how are things with Victor?” he asked sipping his drink. Hermoine shook her head, long strands of brown hair flicking over her shoulders. He put down his glass and slid across the white mattress, his right arm sneaking around Hermoine's waist.

She gasped softly, unsure of taking the next step, but wanting more of his touch.

“you know why I'm here? “ he whispered into her ear. She turned to face him. “yes” she breathed, letting him push her down. Sinking back onto the bed, she let him caress her neck, lips and stomach, her pubic muscles tightening suddenly as he lifted the tiny cashmere top up over her head in one swift movement. She was lying on her back now, naked except for her hot-pants. He took her half full glass of champagne and poured it over her breasts, using his mouth to lick the glistening liquid off each rose-coloured nipple. She gasped as his tongue lapped, his teasing became harder and harder. Taking the signal, his lips brushed down her flat stomach while her hands unzipped and scooped off the hot-pants. For a moment the ministrations stopped, he quickly removed his clothes. Naked now, he moved between her legs, parting her thighs with firm hands, his tongue sneaking down, swirling across her narrow strip of pubic hair before delving deep inside her. Hermoine let out a long moan.

Just as she was about to buckle with pleasure, his mouth returned to her nipples while he held his rock hard cock in his hand and gently circled her clitoris.

Suddenly he pulled back, flipped her over and, pushing her buttocks up into the air, he entered her from behind. His hands scooped under her, his fingers teasing her clitoris as he pumped his thick cock into her. Hermoine groaned and panted in pure ecstasy as waves of pleasure washed over her, finally collapsing on the white mattress. They turned to face each other, he wiping the beads of sweat off Hermoine's face. She lay back breathing deeply, letting the warm night breeze blow over her naked body and released a huge sight of pleasure.

She knew it was just a fantasy but she couldn't help it but wonder if he was really that good. She knew it was Harry's godfather so it would never happen. But she couldn't help herself so she kept fantasizing about Sirius Black.

Author note's: Please review and say what you think of it. Maybe I write another chapter than. If You set in your review which couple you like to see I will maybe do you a favour and write one for you.