章 3: Chapter 3: Hermione and Neville
"Hey Hermione," a bright voice said from above her and she looked up to find Neville standing over her with a grin.
Hermione grumbled a hello as she brushed herself off and stood up to take a look around.
"Neville, what are you doing here and what is all this?" Hermione exclaimed, staring at the thick vines that were curling everywhere in the dark clearing.
"It's for my advanced Herbology project," Neville replied "It's Devil's Snare that responds to commands." He explained.
"That's absolutely amazing!" Hermione exclaimed looking at her friend in awe, Neville had certainly grown up in the past few years; puberty had done him well she thought as she stared at his lean form.
"Show me," she begged, eyes wide with wonder. Neville smiled innocently and nodded.
"Snare – capture," he said firmly and the vines came down from above and wrapped around Hermione's wrists before ripping them up in the air. Her arms were straight up bound by her wrists and her feet lightly touched the ground.
She gasped, "this could be so useful Neville!" she said.
"I know...I'm really excited about it." He blushed at her praise.
"Tell it to do something else!" she said.
"Okay...Snare-legs," he ordered.
The vine slithered over to wrap around each of her ankles pulling her legs apart, she was now spread eagle in front of him. Hermione suddenly realized how sexual her position had become-and at the sight of Neville's intense blush he had realized it too.
"Neville you've put me in quite a position..." she said huskily.
"I know I'm sorry! I'll put you down," he said, quickly stumbling over his words.
"No! I like it..." she said slowly, her eyes darkened with lust. Neville looked up in shock, amazed at how turned on she looked, her face flushed and her eyes wide and black.
"Um you do?" he asked feeling mildly uncomfortable and turned on at the look of her heavy eyes and red cheeks.
"Yeah Neville...do you like to see me tied up like this?" she asked huskily, her eyes trailing down his tall form to the bulge growing in his slacks.
"Yeah..." he said softly, his eyes looking down at her legs caught in the plant; so helpless.
"That's very naughty Neville...are you a bad boy?" she asked and suddenly his demeanor shifted. She watched as he stood taller, his face confident.
"Maybe...but it definitely seems like you're a bad girl," he purred, beginning a slow walk around her dangling body, his eyes trailing across her.
"Neville?" She said nervously, her body singing at his abrupt change; it was as if he had only been hiding behind his shy innocent persona.
"Surprised Hermione?" He said with a dark chuckle. "We all change...but others don't always see it." He was standing in front of her now, tall and lithe and broad and grinning with perfectly straight teeth.
"You're right Neville...we all change," she said, biting her lip and wiggling slightly against her restraints.
"That we do and you have turned into a hot little thing," he said gripping the collar of her button down in two hands and ripping it open, buttons flying and when Hermione gasped he watched her chest expand in her black see through lace bra.
"You're not so bad yourself..." she responded unable to do anything but stare at him.
"Thank you," he said and with a short wandless spell her shirt was in ribbons and falling onto the ground. Her skin pebbled with goosebumps as the air hit her bare flesh.
"But Neville when did you become so...commanding," she said breathily as he leaned in and trailed his nose down her neck and across each hill of her cleavage.
"I grew up...I found out what I like. Like I said people change but people also see what they want to see," he said his nose skimming along the tops of her soft supple breasts.
"I can see that," she said, her breaths picking up as his warm breath fell across her skin.
"And I like what I see right here," he said, pulling back and gripping the front of her skirt and with a sharp tug it ripped down the zipper and he dropped it to the ground. She was bound only wearing her black bra and matching lace thong.
"What a tight little body," he said, tracing his fingertip from her wrist, down her arm, and across her rips to tug softly at the side of her panties on her hip.
"You're teasing me..." she said, letting out a slow breath.
"It enhances the...experience," he said with a small smirk. His hand slipped down to cup her mound over her lace underwear. "You're so hot...is that all of me?" He asked.
"Yes..." she answered, her hips bucking into his light touch, the vines groaning with her movement but holding her in place.
"Good," he said, reaching up to pull the cups of her bra down, letting her tits bounce free and hang heavily over the fabric. Her nipples hardened in the cold outside air and Neville couldn't help himself when he leaned down and sucked one into his warm wet mouth.
"Oh god," She gasped her head dropping back as his teeth ran along her pointed nipple before he soothed it with his tongue. He switched to the other side leaving the wet nub to harden even more in the cool breeze.
"Such pretty pink nipples..." he said, pulling back to look at her tied up and wanting for him. "Let's see if that pussy matches," he said, dropping to his knees in front of her.
She panted as his fingers slid the soaked thong out of the way.
"Please..." she hissed as he blew softly on her swollen lips.
"So eager," Neville said, parting her folds and tipping his head up to lick a soft slow lineup her slit.
"Oh!" she cried out her hips bucking as his wet tongue made contact with her sensitive center.
"Fucking delicious," he growled dipping his tongue inside her tasting her at the source. Hermione shuddered at the dirty words dripping from his mouth as his tongue caressed her inner walls. His hand moved to splay flat against her lower stomach holding her hips still as his thumb rubbed small tight circles as her pointed clit.
"Holy Shit!" Hermione yelled her toes pointing in their restraints as pleasure raced through her body. His tongue lapped at her entrance and his thumb teased her clit tantalizing circles. Neville continued licking and rubbing until she was writhing her in restraints and cumming with a series of soft gasps and mewls. He didn't stop and eagerly drank up her delicious juices as she panted above him with release.
"Good girl," he said, standing before her and licking his lips, shining with her release. He leaned forward his nose almost touching hers, lips millimeters apart and she stuck out her tongue to lick her essence from his mouth. With a growl he crushed his mouth to hers biting her lower lip softly before slipping his tongue inside to twist and slide against hers. She sighed into his mouth as his hand gripped her wild curls at the base of her skull, tipping her head back so that his mouth could suck at her soft neck.
"That feels good," she said as he sucked on her pulse point and scraped his teeth over the red mark he made there.
"This is about to feel even better," he said darkly before reaching down to rip off her flimsy little panties and whisper the ripping spell which made her bra fall off. Then in a commanding voice he said, "Snare-on her back."
Hermione squealed as the vines that held her legs and the ones that held her hands moved in opposite directions until she was parallel to the ground, in midair. The plant was wrapped around each ankle and suddenly they separated, her legs splayed wide open and she was unable to move except for her hips and back.
"Oh my god," she said blushing because she was spread wide open in midair.
"You look so perfect like this," Neville said, running his hand from her ankle up her long leg to grip her thigh tightly. "Spread wide for me," he said as he finally began to unbutton his shirt, letting it drop to the floor. Hermione's neck strained as she looked up at him watching him slip out of his slacks and boxers until he was naked before her.
Neville gripped the base of his cock and rubbed the head along Hermione's slit.
"You're such a tease!" she groaned her head dropping back her hair trailing almost to the ground.
"You'll be plenty satisfied little girl," he said with a smirk as he swirled the head of his dick around her pulsing clit. She couldn't help but pull against her restraints as he teased her.
"Please put it inside me," she pleaded.
"Yes mam," he said before lining it up with her entrance and pushing in slowly, letting her feel every inch of him, soon he was buried to the hilt inside her. "Fuck...you're so tight and wet," he growled.
"Oh my god you fill me up so good," she moaned as he pulled out inch by inch before snapping his hips forward and slamming back inside her. Her body rocked against the restraints as he held onto her hips and continued his slow hard pace. His eyes blazed a trail across her pale skin oh so vulnerable for him. The dark eyed boy couldn't help but pick up the pace as he watched her round tits bounce and spread across her chest with his every thrust.
"Fuck yes..." she groaned he finally began to slam into her hard and fast over and over.
"So fucking pretty," he growled reaching forward to capture one tit in his hand. Watching the flesh overflow in his hands gripping it tightly as he pounded into her silky pussy.
"mmm my god I'm going to cum..." she gasped out as he never let up on his brutal pace.
"Come on sweetheart...cum all over my cock," He reached forward with the other hand and grabbed her other breast. He squeezed the soft skin and pulled on her nipples as he fucked her. A hand on each breast as his cock stretched her open again and again. With a low slow moan her pussy clamped down on his cock as she came, her body shuddering with release.
"Damn you're tight when you cum," he said as he fucked her through her orgasm.
"Feels so good..." Hermione moaned.
"Yes it does," he said, pulling out of her immediately stroking his cock covered in her juices. "Snare—turn her over."
Hermione couldn't help but yelp as she was suddenly spun over and she was facing the ground. Her hair fell forward around her face and she heard Neville walking around her side towards her head.
"Snare—tilt her up a little," Suddenly her arms were opening and the top half of her body was moving up slightly. She watched as he moved between her outstretched arms, his fist moving tightly over his hard cock as the head bobbed in front of her now slightly parted lips.
"Open up that sweet mouth," he said, the tip brushing against her bottom lip before she opened up and he pressed inside. She stared up at him as he slowly pushed himself in and out, in and out, in and out of her warm mouth.
"You like the way you taste on me?" he asked and she could only moan in response, the vibrations making him groan. She was helpless to resist the slow thrust of his hips pressing his dick inside her mouth. Her body was tilted slightly so that her head and arms were lifted higher than her feet so that her head was positioned perfectly for his cock to slide into her mouth. The sides of his hips brushed against her outstretched arms with each slow thrust.
Hermione swallowed around him as he began to hit the back of her throat on every pass and Neville growled at the sensation. He moved one hand to tangle into her messy hair. He pulled it into a low knot at the base of her skull and kept his hand there as he fucked her mouth.
"Your mouth feels so good..." he said, staring down at her plump lips wrapped around him tightly. Her golden eyes stared back up at him dark with lust and want.
"You want me inside you again?" Neville asked moving his free hand to stroke her soft flushed cheek. She nodded and hummed an affirmative. He pulled out of her watching spit trail out of her mouth messily and he growled in arousal.
He was painfully hard but he wanted to bury himself inside her once more.
"Snare-submissive position," he commanded the plant. Hermione watched as two vines snaked forward from in front of her they slid under her and wrapped around the backs of each of her knees the vines then began to retreat pulling her knees to her chest snugly. Her arms were still out in front of her so that she was balanced and comfortable. Her ass was lifted slightly into the air as Neville moved behind her once more.
Hermione's body was humming with anticipation because she couldn't see anything he was doing; she could only stare straight ahead into the forest. She suddenly felt both of his palms smack down onto each ass cheek. She couldn't help her moan of pleasure when he gripped the flesh and massaged it roughly.
"So fucking perfect," Neville said softly the tip of his cock running along her slit as he worshiped her round peachy ass. With a hiss he began to sink into her once more, she was even tighter in this potion and her pussy was gripping him so perfectly.
"Oh merlin..." she moaned as he filled her up; he was rubbing against her g-spot and she couldn't help her gasp every time he brushed against the sensitive spot. Neville pulled out to the tip before pushing back into her one hard thrust. As he began this hard bruising pace he couldn't help but rear back and spank her ass; at her moan of satisfaction he did it again and again. Until every time he was buried to the hilt inside her he smacked her creamy ass.
Hermione's head dropped down, her shoulder blades pulling slightly but she didn't care. He felt so good filling her up and sliding inside her and every time he spanked her she could feel her pussy tighten around him.
"So damn tight," Neville hissed, loving how tightly her pussy clenched around his cock.
"I'm close..." Hermione squealed her tits swaying and swinging below her as her classmate began to pick up the pace, slamming into her not only hard but fast and rough. She was swinging slightly in her entanglement of vines but it only served to push her back against him so that he sank in even deeper if possible.
"That's right...just like that," he said, spanking her three more times in quick succession before she let out a high pitched scream and her pussy clamped down on him.
Neville let out a low curse as he continued to fuck her through her orgasm but as her insides fluttered around him he couldn't help himself. Gripping each ass cheek tightly in his big hands he slammed into her and emptied himself with a growl. Hermione panted as he filled her up and slowly eased himself out of her.
"Snare-gentle release," He commanded.
Hermione giggled as she found herself being twisted around and gently dropped to the ground. Her tits jiggled with the force and she blushed as Neville began to pick up her tattered clothes.
He was whispering spells and her clothes were repairing themselves with haste. Her legs were numb so she sat on the ground as Neville pulled on his slacks before coming towards her with her mended uniform.
"Come here," he said, lifting her up. She stood on shaking legs as he slipped her arms into her Oxford and buttoned it up intently; he lifted each foot so she could slide into her skirt before replacing her shoes.
This was the Neville she knew and she was still reeling from the Neville who fucked her senseless.
"Thanks for helping me with my project Hermione..." he said, his cheeks blushing bright red.
"It was my pleasure Neville...really," she emphasized with a soft hand on his forearm. "I'll see you later," she said, backing towards where she fell into the clearing earlier.
"See ya," he said, watching as she disappeared through the overgrown bushes.
"Who would have thought...Neville..." she muttered to herself as she walked through the edge of the forest and found herself at the shore of the lake. To Hermione's delight Lavender was sitting with a handful of sixth years giggling in the sun. Hermione didn't say a word, just walked by the gaggle of girls. However she did make eye contact with Lavender who was looking over her disheveled uniform with disdain.
Hermione gave Lavender a wink and a smirk before heading back to the castle. Time to get back on track with her plan, Hermione thought to herself.
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