| Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J. K. Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Part OneIt had been a tough week for Hermione. Harry and Ron were up in arms against each-other yet again. It was always over some trivial thing, but both were stubborn about apologizing to one another. In addition to the two boys bickering, Hagrid was gone on another trip for Dumbldor . Hermione has promised to take care of feeding Fang while Hagrid was gone, a promise that she dearly wished she had not made, with all chaos around the castle. A promise was a promise after all. Hermione grugingly put on her shoes, and cloak, and trudged through the snow to Hagrids cabin as the sun crept behind the hill. Upon pushing the door open, Fang bounded over to meet her."Down boy, DOWN!" Upon forcing herself and Fang back into the cabin and closing the door, Hermione lit a lamp on the table with the tip of her wand. As usualy, the place was in somewhat of disorder, for Hagrid never was one to clean to most peoples expectation. The cabin was, however, quite warm. "Hagrid must of had a big fire before he left" Hormonie said to herselfShe shed her cloak in the corner, and then went to feed Fang. Fang seemed to be overcome with having company after being alone all day. While Hermione was leaning over digging through a cubed, trying to find Fangs food, when Fang came up behind and buried his noise right in her crouch. Seeing how the skirt she had on was rather thin, this really made her jump. Hermione though nothing of it, and found the food for fang buried in the back of a drawer. She pulled the bag out, and began to pour some of the food into Fangs bowl.Unknowns to Hermione, Fang had found something that smelled different. So when Hermione was pouring the food in the bowl, he just stuck his nose under her skirt, and began to lick around her panties. Hermione really jumped at this."Just what do you think you are doing? Your noise does not belong there." Hermione said scoldingly to Fang.But a weird feeling began to creep up from deep within. This was a new feeling, but never caused by an animal before. She had only come across this feeling once before, when making out with Victor Krum. She shook her head at just the thought. After she made sure that Fang had water and food, she went to the corner to fetch her cloak. When bending over again, Fang went right to between her legs with his big tongue. He managed to lick right under her panties, and give a good swipe across her pussy.Hermione jumped, but experienced that same strange feeling from before. She just had to get more of that feeling. So she pulled off her underpants, and lifted her skirt up, and sat on the edge of a chair. Fang went right to work, licking, and slurping. However, Hermione began to experience a whole new reality. She grabbed the edge of the chair, as her body began to join the rhythm of Fang's licking. Wave after wave of pleasure swept across her body. After a couple of minutes, her whole body began to shake in her first massive orgasm. She just leaned on the chair for a few more minutes while Fang went back to his dinner. When Hermione felt like she could stand, she fetched her cloak, extinguished the light, and trudged through the snow in the dark back to the castle from which she came.That night, she spent a long time thinking about what had happened, and what it all meant. When she went to sleep that night, many wild dreams passed through her head.To be continued, maybe… |
