The Weasleys and the Wild Haired Witch
AN// ## indicates the French language my written French is awful and I do not wish to offend anyone in this section there is naughtiness with food products and some mild D/s
Hermione lay on her bed staring at the ceiling while Severus lay beside her half dressed and his arms wrapped around her, holding onto her like he was a boat in a storm and she was the only safe port in the world. Angelina had gone to take some of Hogwarts business but Hermione knew that Angelina may very well not come back. When Hermione returned from her talk with Remus she witnessed a fight between them. She sat at the doorstep waiting to come in shocked at what she heard
“You knew! You knew it was Fred and didn’t say anything!” roared Snape
“Suspecting something is much different from knowing! Besides there is no proof but for Cho’s word! She could be mistaken!”
“You are my wife! You should be taking my side rather than Cho Chang and Fred Weasley!”
“How DARE YOU! I have always aligned myself with you, always! I haven’t seen my family in years! I supported your choice to hire the Lupins when it was clear that you hired them so you can stalk Tonks whenever you wanted! I supported your choice that Hermione should stay here when you obviously have feelings for her! It is more convenient for her being here isn’t it? She has no family left to miss her! You can lock her away in here forever and no one will notice!”
Hermione knew it was time to come in to break things up before things got out of hand. Angie looked horrified at Hermione’s entrance knowing how her comments must have sounded. She fled to the master bedroom where she packed a suitcase. She then tried to stay calm as she said “Hermione I am afraid the accusation of improper conduct against Remus reached the ears of the board of governors. I am going to the school to resolve it straight away”. It is best to take care of it as quickly as possible.” She closed the suitcase with a sharp snap and put her cloak around her shoulders and Hermione followed Angelina to the door. “Angie if there is friction because I am here I will gladly move out”
“Darling you are not responsible for this. I am sorry for what I said, I don’t hold you running here for help against you. Don’t felt guilty for depending on him he is good at what he does” she kissed her on the cheek and said to Severus who had followed them “Don’t worry I am sure that she would be proud to wear your gloves” She said mysteriously turned and left without telling him goodbye.
Hermione was full of guilt and went to the guest room to collect her things when he grabbed her by the waist and pulled him to her. “Don’t leave me, please” She could smell firewhisky on his breath and the sound of desperation in his voice.
Hermione was shocked when he feel to his knees and held her legs holding onto her like a drowning man. Hermione sensed that he loved his wife and regretted what he said to make her leave. That fight and the firewhisky must have contributed to make him so shaken that he lost his calm and collected demeanor.
“Alright Severus I will stay” relived he stood up but he did not let go of her completely Hermione let him into her room and they collapsed on the bed together. The witch removed his socks and shoes and his waistcoat and could not help the inclination to take off his shirt. He was well cut and muscled, a fact lost with the clothing he was accustomed to wearing . Hermione lay next to him and stroked his face in what she hoped was a calming manner. He nuzzled close to her and unbuttoned her dress and helped her remove it. One hand caressed a leg while he kissed her softly. Hermione allowed him to kiss her curious as how he would feel like. He felt different than those she kissed before. He was passionate yet there was an air of possession that she never felt before. A fire that was different, a sense of naughtiness that she never felt before that was arousing. While she considered if she should go through with sleeping with Severus, he made the choice for her, he fell asleep before things could progress any further. Hermione was relieved and disappointed at the change of events. She was forced to touch herself to get rid of her tension. The witch removed her under garments and readied herself for bed. The witch put on Severus’s discarded shirt and pulled the sheets over them and felt his arms come around her. Hermione slept rather well in his arms however when she woke up she became confused again.
The witch felt the wizard stir and looked sheepish and removed his hands from her and went into his bathroom presumably for some sobering potion. When he returned he had dressed in fresh clothing and he collected and calm demeanor returned to him. He gave her the same potion with a strange look in his eye. While she drank he put her robe around her shoulders.
“Good morning Hermione. I am not as good of a cook as Angelina but I will make an attempt. Are eggs and toast acceptable?”
“Good morning and yes it will be acceptable” and watched him move to the kitchen confused as how to help her friends with their problems. She wanted to talk to him, talk it out and find a solution but Severus was not the sort to talk things out. Hermione could count on one hand the times he showed emotion or talked things out with someone. The brunette had little choice but to allow him to sort things out on his own and be there for him if he wanted to talk.
The witch remembered that there would be a party for Bill today to celebrate his promotion. While she debated whether or not she should go she showered and changed and ate breakfast before she went to talk to someone who could help her out; Pavarti Patil
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Molly Weasley was in the kitchen in the early morning unable sleep from the worry for Charlie and Hermione’s relationship. It did not take long before the house knew what had happened. Molly should have done something when she sensed that someone wanted to break up Charlie and Hermione’s relationship. Molly demanded that Arthur tracked Hermione down so she would be able to convince the young witch to talk to Charlie and make up. Arthur did mention that she fled to the Snapes and when Molly grabbed her wand to get her back Arthur refused to allow her to interfere this time. “For once in your life Molly, do not meddle! That poor girl went through absolute hell to help Harry save our world and she saved Fred and Ron! She lost everything in the process including her own mother and father! Leave her be to sort it all out! If you do so help me Merlin, I will have you hanging by your fingernails!”
She knew that he meant it by the fire in his eyes that she had not seen in years. Molly prayed that Hermione would still want to be in her family, it would be the only way she would truly be able to get close to her secret crush.
Molly did not know when this feeling started for Hermione, a girl she looked on as a daughter. Along the line Hermione became a charming and beautiful woman that she wanted to lick all over.
It was wrong for a parent to want someone that her son loved and intended to marry but she could not help herself.
She had more practice in hiding feelings than her husband, a trait she shared with Fleur. She did not expect the same feeling from her but in a strange way it bonded them and they depended on each other to deal with the feelings and she had her dreams.
She would stand in the kitchen in nothing but her apron, and a pair of knickers Tonks called a g -string preparing food while she was in her simple cotton robe and slippers but as her younger, thinner self before she had her children. Hermione’s hair would be up with Chinese chopsticks exposing her graceful neck begging to be nipped and kissed. When she approached her she did just that. “Hello my love” she would say. “I am almost done”
She would bend over slightly to finish whatever pastry she was working on giving her a clear view of her lovely cleavage. When she was done she would smile and say “My work is done”
Molly would inspect the work and smile and say “ Good work”
Hermione would untie her robe and helped Molly onto the counter with a playful look in her eye and smear peanut butter, melted chocolate, all over her naked body. Molly felt arousal as the concoction touched her skin and the notion that Hermione’s tongue would follow.
Inevitably it did causing Molly to question if she had died and gone to heaven. Hermione tasted her and teased her with her tongue driving her to sweet madness. She then reached for a banana that was on a nearby table. She then inserted it into her pussy while a finger went into her arse. Molly gasped with the contact and the pleasure that she was feeling. It did not take her long to reach the peaks of toe curling orgasm that she never felt before. Once her heartbeat slowed and Hermione removed the fruit Molly wanted to repay the favor. Hermione smiled at her rosy cheeks and her obvious need and hoped up on the counter for Molly to play with.
Hermione removed the sticks from her hair and lay down next to her
Molly kissed her deeply enjoying the sweet taste of her lips as she removed the apron.
The older witch kissed every inch of her enjoying the taste of her salty skin and grabbed the sticks from the counter. She then caressed her nipples with the banana while she teased her core with the blunt end of the chop sticks and enjoyed Hermione squirming and moaning with pleasure. Molly used a knife that was nearby to cut the flimsily material Hermione called an undergarment and caressed her wet center with the palm of her hand.
She then took the spreading knife and spread melted chocolate all over her naked body. Molly licked her clean enjoying her taste and the screams of pleasure coming from her mouth. It excited her to think of people watching her running in to see what was wrong, seeing that this goddess was hers.
“Molly please fuck me” she begged
Molly grabbed the wand that was on the floor and transfigured the chopsticks and banana into a strap on dildo with the dildo replicating a fully functional cock.
Hermione watched the transfiguration with awe and lust. The younger witch helped the older strap it onto her body stroking the member that curled up in an erection.
Molly raised Hermione’s legs over her shoulders and complied to Hermione’s request.
“fuck yes Molly!” she cried and Molly pounded into her enjoying every look every moan and expression.
The only problem with a strap-on is that she could not feel the orgasm pass through her body she had to watch her body’s movements to know for sure. The red-headed witch saw that the brunette began to flush red, her body convulsed and her toes began to curl. Within a few moments Hermione screamed her orgasm and lay back down exhausted. The spell kicked in and the cum guzzled into Hermione’s body like cream.
Molly grabbed her wand and Dissapparated them to Molly’s bed where they lay together contented. ” Oh Molly”
“Molly? Molly!”
Molly woke with a start with her husband over her with a look of concern.
“I am all right Arthur I just dozed off “ said Molly as she straightened her body up and lifted her head from the kitchen table and went to make breakfast for their family
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Fleur Weasley was down in the sand of her seaside home under a parasol and reading a book. She was wearing a blue string bikini and was barefoot. It was her favorite place to relax and she needed it right now. Her parents came and took her daughter to France with them for their usual visit however it was earlier this time than normal they probably sensed the tension between the family and wanted Laurel out of the way. Her father invited her to be with them , obviously worried about her pregnancy. Fleur thanked them for their concern and declined citing that her place was with her husband.
Her revere was interrupted by an unexpected source
# Hello Fleur can we talk?#
Fleur jumped to her feet startled to see Hermione in a red sundress barefoot and her hair in a messy knot at the top of her head
#I did not know you could speak my language#
#I know many things, including your past with my fiancée, that your husband attempted to seduce me by stealing Charlie’s hair and you have not said a thing and your adventures with Molly #
#I am sorry Hermione I did not know what to do#
Hermione smiled a strange dark smile # It is alright Fleur. Bill, Charlie , and I spoke about it and I am willing to forgive, on a certain condition#
#What is that ?#
#That your hot little body is mine to fuck whenever I want and for you to do whatever I want# replied Hermine caressing her arse.
# And if I refuse?#
#You mother and father will know everything you have done# replied Hermione as she licked her left cheek
#Don’t worry Fleur if you are good you get to suck Charlie’s cock, and I know how you miss that#
Fleur bowed her head accepting her fate silently.
#Good. There is plenty of time to break you later. Now all I want is to see my prize and maybe have a little taste of what is to come. #
Hermione gave her a stern look that told her to be still as she removed the top of the bathing suit herself. #Lovely # she said as she bit and sucked each nipple making Fleur gasp and moan with pleasure. Fleur was incredibly turned on by the notion of being dominated by the younger witch
Hermione smiled evilly at her, # It might be easier than I thought to make you my whore#
As she turned and stud behind her inserting her hand into her bottoms
#Hmm so wet. No need making you into a slut you already are one# she said as she blew air into her ear
#My little bitch Fleur. Say it say that you are a whore and that you are mine#
#I am yours and I am a whore#
#Fleur#
Fleur?
Fleur!
Fleur jolted awake from the blanket she was laying on, apparently she fell asleep in the sun.
Fleur looked up at her house guest Charlie
“I’m sorry I did not mean to startle you. You told me to remind you to come up at 5:00 if you lost track of time”
“’ank you ‘arlie “
He helped her up and carried the parasol for her as they both went inside to cook and wait for her husband.