Chapter 18: Hermione and Dean Thomas

After she left the den with Tonks she was cornered by Mrs. Weasley to help cook the Christmas Eve dinner. After that it was just one thing after another: bake the cookies, clean out the Garden, sweep the dining room, set the table. When they finally sat down for dinner Hermione was exhausted. She stuffed herself with ham and turkey and potatoes and fell into bed for a long sleep.

On Christmas morning, Ron, whose eyes were bright with excitement, shook her awake.

"Figures that the one day you wake up early is Christmas, Ronald..." She mumbled as she stumbled out of bed and down the stairs where everyone was gathered buzzing with anticipation for gifts. The morning was filled with wrapping paper and exclamations of happiness. That afternoon everyone tinkered and played with their gifts before laying down for a nap. By that evening Hermione realized this was the longest she had gone without sex since she'd been drugged with the Lust Potion and she was getting desperate.

Her body was super sensitive and everything that brushed against her skin made her gasp with sensation. Even her light cotton pajamas were driving her crazy with lust. She continuously had to change panties because hers were getting soaked through with each dirty thought she had. She tried to corner Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Harry, Ron, and Ginny but everyone was busy with Christmas festivities. She even had the desperate thought that she would drop to her knees in front of Arthur pull out his cock and beg him to fuck her. However, everyone was together for the rest of the day and she couldn't bear to interrupt the Holiday with her needs.

So Hermione lay awake all that night writhing in her sheets, fingers in her pussy, desperate for release that wouldn't come. She needed someone else to help her fulfill her insatiable lust. The next day the students said their goodbyes to Grimmauld Place and apparated to Kings Cross to catch the train back to Hogwarts. Hermione was absolutely dizzy with everyone she saw. She wanted to mount and hump until she was coming over and over again but she knew that wasn't the best way to go about her issue. Attacking someone at the train station probably wouldn't go over well with the general public.

They finally got onto the train and Hermione couldn't bear to sit in the crowded room surrounded by body heat and skin so she left to take a walk around the train. She was trying to find an empty compartment so she could finger herself again but all of them seemed to be bursting with students. Finally she came to the very last compartment she glanced inside and it looked empty so she burst in with a sigh.

Immediately she unbuttoned her white oxford and stripped it from her body and she kicked off her shoes. She ripped the cups of her bra down so that her tits spilled free. When her hand traveled underneath her plaid skirt to meet only skin, no panties, she heard someone clear his throat behind her. She whirled around in shock, her nipples hardening in the air and two fingers already plunged knuckle deep inside her dripping pussy.

"If someone asked me what I would see today, never in a million years would I have guessed this." Dean Thomas sat in the back corner of the compartment arms crossed across his chest and Hermione could already see a hardening bulge pressing against his dark grey trousers.

"Thank Merlin," she whispered, slipping her fingers out from under her skirt and pushing them into her mouth, her tongue wrapped around her digits tasting her own sweet juices as she slowly made her way towards her classmate.

Dean licked his lips at the sight of this beautiful girl so horny and desperate; his eyes roamed across her flushed cheeks, dark eyes, and pouty lips before they trailed down to check out her heaving tits literally bursting from her red lace bra.

"I'm so glad you're here," she said, dropping to her knees between his long, lean legs. Her small hand ran across the outline of his dick before she made quick work of the button and the zipper. Dean let his head drop back when she fisted the base of his cock before licking the tip teasingly.

"Don't tease," he growled, gripping her wild curls in his slim fingers and guiding her head down onto him. Her plump lips wrapped around the head before oh so slowly sliding down his length.

"Fuck baby," he grit out as he watched her take his entire length down her throat. He could feel her swallow around him and her mouth was warm and wet and perfect. She lifted up off of him with a gasp of air before sinking back down; soon she was bobbing in a perfect rhythm, her dark honey colored eyes trained on him as she sucked his dick.

"Just like that..." he urged, running his fingers through her wild curls as she took his whole length down before swallowing around him over and over. When she took a breath his cock glistened with spit and her lips were glossy with moisture.

"Come here," he said, slipping his hand around the back of her neck and pulling her face towards his. Their mouths connected in a slow kiss, their tongues sliding against one another's. Hermione moved to straddle him, her hands gripping his sweater tightly as he reached around to unclasp her bra before letting his fingers trail down the soft skin of her back.

Hermione felt his hardness settle perfectly against the length of her folds. She was now only clad in her short plaid skirt and her thigh high white socks. She began to rock back and forth on his dick sliding between her folds, nudging her clit on every pass.

"Fuck you're so wet...you're soaking my cock." He growled as she bucked against him over and over gasping as his mouth moved to kiss and suck on her neck and shoulders. His hands gripped her hips right above the line of her skirt as he pushed and pulled, helping her hump his now throbbing dick.

"Oh god...I'm so horny," she gasped loving the way he felt rubbing against her folds and teasing her sensitive clit.

"Are you close? Are you going to cum just like this?" he asked, pulling her harder against him and nipping at her neck.

"Yes!" she gasped, pulling at his sweater until it wrinkled between her fingers as her body climbed higher and higher until she seized with her much awaited orgasm. He felt her juices run across his cock and he couldn't take it anymore. While her pussy was still fluttering with release he gripped his cock and guided inside her. Hermione moaned loudly as he filled her up; this is what she needed all along. She felt like she couldn't get enough. She reached down to grip the hem of Dean's sweater and pulled it over his head as she sunk all the way down onto him.

"Gods you feel perfect, so tight and wet..." he hissed as she slowly rose up before sinking back down. His big hands slid up her sides to cup her tits in his palms, twisting her nipples until she was gasping and pressing her chest forward for more.

Meanwhile she was riding him faster and faster until she was slamming down onto him hard and fast. She could hardly hold her bouncing tits in her hands any longer and moved to grip the round cheeks of her ass, gripping them and spreading them as she bounced and rocked above him. He watched her breasts bounce in high round circles as she enveloped him in her gripping folds over and over.

"Who knew you were such a naughty girl?" he asked his dark skin glistening with sweat as she braced her hands on his broad shoulders for more leverage to fuck herself on his cock.

"You love this don't you?" he said watching as she threw her head back, her wild hair falling down her back, her neck stretching taunt as she gasped and moaned with every bounce.

"Yes, oh god you feel so fucking good inside me!" she breathed rolling her hips, her eyes rolling back in her head with pleasure.

Dean reached down and gathered some of the juices leaking from her pussy, lubing up his finger before sliding up to tease her puckered asshole.

"Fuck yeah..." she hissed bucking against him her insides seizing at the thought of him buried deep in her ass.

"You are filthy," he said, working his index finger into her back entrance, pulling out, gathering more lube before pressing two fingers inside; prepping her. With two fingers in her ass and his cock still rubbing her in all the right ways inside she felt her orgasm approaching quickly.

"I'm gonna cum...so close," Hermione whimpered, bouncing harder, chasing her elusive orgasm. Dean pressed his fingers in and scissored them, stretching her open before catching one nipple in his mouth and rolling the other between his fingers.

Hermione was overwhelmed by sensation and with a loud scream she clenched down around his cock and came hard. Dean continued to thrust into her from beneath so that her orgasm stretched on and on. He could feel her squeezing him over and over and he couldn't wait to work himself into her tight little ass.

When she finally came down from her high she leaned down to kiss him deeply on the mouth.

"Get up baby girl," he urged as she stood on shaky legs to stand before him. He hungrily stared at her shapely legs wrapped in thigh high socks and her little skirt askew on her hips. "You are so perfect." He said standing and finally stepping out of his slacks so that his long lean body was bare.

"Go press yourself against the door," he ordered and watched as with a little smirk she turned and walked towards the compartment door. She placed both hands flat on the window that let people in the hallway look into the compartment and vice versa. He walked up behind her and flipped her uniform skirt up, "bend over" he said huskily. Hermione bent over at the wait pressing her ass ready for him to take her.

With a firm grip Dean spread her fleshy cheeks apart; he gathered her juices and spread them around her hole before taking his already dripping cock and slowly working it into her backside.

"God yeah," she shuddered as inch by inch he stretched open her asshole and pushed himself inside of her.

"You like that anyone could walk by and see me fucking you?" he asked as he pulled out a little before pressing back in one hand sliding down her spine to press at her lower back.

"Yes...I wish everyone was watching you slam into my asshole." She said as he began to thrust into her in a rhythm that had her panting with pleasure. With one hand gripping her hip he moved the other hand around her front so that he could rub her clit and slick folds.

"I'm going to fill you up so that you have to walk around all day with my cum leaking from your filthy asshole," he growled, feeling her pussy gush onto his fingers as he rubbed her clit roughly.

"Yes please, fuck me harder!" she begged looking over her shoulder to stare at his taunt body slamming into her from behind.

"I'm going to give it to you baby," he said, picking up the pace, slamming into her over and over.

"Ugh it feels so fucking good!" she moaned, dropping her head, her fingers sliding against the cold windowpane. When she managed to look up again she saw another pair of eyes staring at her from the hallway. Lavender Brown was standing on the other side of the door, blue eyes wide with shock and...jealousy? Hermione couldn't take her eyes off of the other girl as Dean fucked her within an inch of her life.

Suddenly Hermione had a moment of clarity; whoever had slipped her the potion had to have done it only minutes before she felt the first effects the day she fucked Draco. The day Lavender asked for homework and seconds later Hermione downed pumpkin juice and began to feel her overwhelming lust.

As Dean rubbed tight circles on her clit, his cock stretching her ass, and Hermione stared at Lavender's angry shocked face, she knew exactly who had slipped her the lust potion.

Hermione' orgasm hit her suddenly and her eyes crossed in pleasure.

"DEAN!" she screamed as her pussy gushed her juices dripping down her thighs and squirting to the floor. Dean couldn't hold back any longer and with a roar let himself cum inside her ass.

"Thank you," she looked straight into Lavender's eyes when she said it but it was Dean who replied with a kiss on the back of her neck and a soft, "You're welcome." When she looked again Lavender was gone but Hermione had a plan.

Dean pulled out of her and loved how his milky white cum dripped from her body. She stood and turned to face him and leaned up to kiss him slowly.

"I've got to get back, see you at school?" she said, reaching down to pull her oxford over her shoulders and button it up.

"Yeah definitely," he said, reaching down to hand her bra to her but the compartment door closed and she was gone. Dean shook his head and began to redress, who knew Hermione Granger of all people would turn out to be such a bad girl.