Disclaimer: I own nothing. Thank you J.K. Rowling for creating this magical world for us to play in.

A/N: This story has been sitting on my computer for about 6 months now. Hermione has a rather intense dream after a spicy midnight snack. Finally getting up after a restless night, our Transfiguration Professor wonders who will be the new Potion Professor. What will happen when the two meet? Will they be able to see past their differences, orr will Hermione over think everything, and throw away her chance to finally be happy? Heavy on the SMUT! If you don't like it, don't read it.

This was originally going to be a one-shot, but it may turn into something more. There is no update schedule. This is really just a little side project for me. I want you all to know, that I intend to finish every story I start.

A big shout out to Amarylle for helping me with this chapter! Your are an amazing writer and everyone should check out your work.

Hermione and Narcissa came stumbling into the room, unwilling to let go of each other, staying locked in their passionate embrace. They tripped over the leg of the desk Hermione had near the front of the room, that was set up as a mini office, tumbling to the floor. They rolled around a few times, playfully wrestling for dominance.

Ultimately Hermione ended up on top. She was always the more dominant of the two, which drove Narcissa positively wild. The brunette witch slowly moved from kissing her lover's delicious lips, to nibbling on her earlobe. This caused the blonde to melt into the floor, moaning softly. Hermione grinned impishly, and licked her way to Narcissa's neck, tenderly teasing her pulse point.

"Mmm, Mione-" Narcissa moaned, as she arched her back from the pleasure. "I need you!" She gasped in a husky voice.

"Be patient, Cissa!" Hermione whispered, as she slowly kissed her way down to Narcissa's perfect breasts.

The beautiful blonde tried to run her hands through Hermione's wild hair, but found her wrists were bound above her. The muggleborn witch felt her trying to move them, and she chuckled. "I can't have you rushing things now, can I?" She unbuttoned Narcissa's blouse, revealing a black lace bra.

The pureblood witch was trying to buck her hips towards her lover, as she started to play with her breasts. Unable to wait any longer, the needy witch managed to wandlessly banish both of their clothes.

"Tut-tut! I will have to punish you for this-" Hermione smirked with a gleam in her eyes. She slowly slipped her hand between Narcissa's thighs, and felt her wetness pooling between her legs. She forcefully slipped some fingers into her. "Is this what you want?" She inquired.

"Yes-" Narcissa croaked, as she was trying to elicit more pressure from Hermione's hand.

"Yes, what?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, Mistress." Hermione smirked, and lightly traced Narcissa's lips, starting from the outside, slowly opening them. Once she reached the older woman's clit, she paused in her ministrations.

Narcissa had her eyes closed, groaning as Hermione stopped. When she opened her eyes, she saw her wild haired beauty standing in front of her with a hungry look in her eyes. "Mistress?" She echoed, but Hermione didn't reply, instead she flicked her wrist, and carefully levitated her to the bed.

Narcissa tried to move her arms, which is when she realized that they were bound to the head board. "I can't have you getting too excited now, can I Cissa? I plan to draw this out as long as possible."

The blonde's mouth ran dry, and she gulped. When her Hermione set her mind to something, she made sure to surpass expectations. She watched the brunette slowly crawl towards her from the bottom of the bed. She straddled her, and gave her a searing, passionate kiss, that left her breathless.

Hermione slowly trailed soft kisses down Narcissa's body, letting her hand wander 'till they reached her thighs. Shes pushed her legs wide open, and playfully grazed her nails over the milky flesh of her inner thighs, languidly moving towards her center.

The closer her fingertips got to their destination, the heavier Narcissa breathed. She tried to angle her hips the right way, trying to encourage Hermione to go further. When she finally reached her opening, she gently slipped a finger between her folds, and started to lightly circle around her clit.

Narcissa moaned, and she was about to start begging for Hermione to take her, when her eyes suddenly flew open, as Hermione drew her hot tongue teasingly over her wet sex, going down on her. Sensing that the beautiful blonde needed more, she shoved two fingers inside the witch roughly, making her gasp and cry out her name in a delicious quivering scream.

She brought Narcissa close to the edge, only to stop. "Not yet." Hermione teased, and repeated her actions over and over again, until Cissy was coiled tighter than a cobra ready to strike.

"Please mistress-, please-" Narcissa begged, who was quickly stopped when Hermione passionately kissed her.

Knowing that this beautiful woman under her could not stand any more teasing - taking mercy on her -, Hermione gazed deeply into her eyes. "Now, Cissa, cum for me!" She ordered firmly.

Narcissa threw her head back and screamed Hermione's name, as all kinds of different colors flashed through her vision, her body finally allowed over the edge of the cliff it was teetering on for so long.

Hermione slowly brought Narcissa back down from her climax, milking her for every last drop of pleasure. She unbound her arms with a wave of her wand, and smiled fondly at the satisfied witch. Before she could even consider moving, Narcissa flipped her on to her back and straddled her hips.

"Now my pet, I believe it is my turn to play-" She said with almost an evil grin.

Hermione tried to wiggle her arms, and found that it was her turn to be tied to the bed. She watched Narcissa closely, and she saw her grab her wand, transfiguring herself. Her eyes grew wide at the sight, and she squrimed.

The pureblood witch nibbled on her earlobe tenderly, and slowly licked her way to her neck. Hermione arched her back slightly, moaning as Narcissa kissed her way down on her body. She slowly inched closer to Hermione's mouth, as her hand started to slowly edge towards Hermione's glistening center.

"Mm Cissa, please-, I need you-" She begged, as the other woman slipped her fingers in between Hermione's lips.

"Merlin, you are so wet. You feel amazing." She hummed, as she lightly rubbed her finger around Hermione's nub, causing her to arch her back again. "Tell me what you want, my pet." Narcissa murmured, pulling back slightly, and moving between Hermione's legs.

Hermione whimpered. "I need to feel you. I need you inside of me."

Narcissa grabbed and positioned herself, so that she was barely touching her. She leaned down, and drew the younger witch into a deeply passionate kiss, and thrust herself into her folds...

Hermione shot up to a sitting position, and panted heavily. Fumbling for her wand, she cast a quick Tempus Charm, and found that it was about two in the morning. "That is the last time I have Thai food so late at night." She mumbled, and flopped back down to her bed.

Hermione tossed and turned for the rest of the night, and finally at about five in the morning, she gave up the notion for sleep. She crawled out of bed, and while she was getting ready for her early morning workout, she mused out loud.

"I might as well get ready for the day, as today is the start of the new term. I wonder who will be the new Potions professor..."

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