Chapter 21: Hermione and Cormac Mclaggen

Hermione tightened her red and gold scarf around her neck as she headed out the doors and down to the Quidditch pitch. It was a big game against Ravenclaw and Ron had hurt himself in the last practice so Gryffindor had to put the alternate in. Hermione pushed through the crowds to find her friends sitting in a group, high in the Gryffindor stands. She took a seat next to a scowling Ron who's ankle was wrapped in festive Gryffindor colors.

"I just don't like that ass-hat McLaggen taking my spot," Ron snarled as the Gryffindor team rose into the air and took their places on the field.

"Ron...be reasonable, he's a good player and you got hurt so just cheer on the team," Hermione said with exasperation.

As the game started Hermione looked around noticing that Lavender was sitting far away from Parvati and they usually did everything together. Lavender was devoting her time between making eyes at Seamus and drooling over McLaggen who was guarding the Gryffindor goals. Hermione even caught herself staring at the Keeper. Cormac was arrogant and often obnoxious but he was gorgeous; he had a slim, strong body, he was tall, and his hair was thick and wavy, his face stunning.

As she watched him swat the ball away from the top most goal she couldn't help her body's reaction to his lithe form moving across the field. Cormac blocked shot after shot and Hermione looked down to see Lavender now completely ignoring Seamus and instead her eyes were dark and focused on the Gryffindor Keeper. Hermione smiled and crossed her legs as she hatched the next step in her revenge plan.

The game finally ended and Hermione watched as Lavender once again began to focus her attention on Seamus who was oblivious to her affections. Hermione passed the blonde girl and turned her head back to make eye-contact. Lavender was confused, why was Hermione looking at her and what did she want. However, Hermione didn't say a word; she merely continued out of the stadium with the crowds.

Lavender couldn't shake the feeling that the Head Girl was up to something so she kept one eye on the other girl. Hermione lingered outside the field talking to Luna and Neville as the rest of the crowds streamed back up to the castle. Lavender hid a little out of sight and followed the Head Girls' every move.

Hermione knew Lavender was following her, watching her and it was all part of her plan. Once everyone had gone back up to the castle Hermione made her way towards the locker rooms. She knew that most of the Gryffindor team had gone back to the common room to celebrate their win; she also knew that Cormac had stayed behind. Hermione entered the boy's locker room quietly and she heard a shower running in the back, perfect she thought. The brunette weaved through the benches and lockers and turned the corner towards the open showers. She couldn't help but stop and admire the sight before her.

Cormac stood under the water, blonde hair slick and wet and dark, his every muscle glistening with soap and water.

"Good game," Hermione stated casually with a Malfoy worthy smirk as Cormac jumped and spun to face her.

"Granger?" He exclaimed his hand covering his privates automatically.

Hermione didn't say anything, just pushed her skirt down her hips, pulled her sweater off, and rolled her stockings down. She was now in only her white panties and white button down; she had forgotten a bra that morning.

"I knew you would come to me eventually, Granger," Cormac grinned, his arrogance rearing its head as she stalked towards him.

"Shut up Cormac," she said as she joined him under the hot spray of the shower.

He opened his mouth to respond but she pushed up and pressed her lips to his. She gripped his shoulders as their kiss deepened. Her white shirt was sticking to her skin and it was almost see-through. Cormac twisted his hand into the fabric near the base of her spine and pulled her closer; his tongue licked her lips and she opened her mouth to let him in. They painted into each other's mouths as their tongues swept and pressed against one another's in a slow tangled dance.

Hermione had to admit that he was a damn good kisser as she pressed her wet body closer to his.

"Did that game make you hot Granger?" he asked, tearing his mouth away to trace a heated trail down her neck. His hot tongue licked and sucked on her sensitive skin causing her to gasp loudly in pleasure.

"Yes..." she hissed, her head falling back to give him more access.

"Fuck Granger," he growled reaching to pull at her soaking wet panties, they fell to the ground heavily before he moved his hand between her thighs to feel how wet she was. When he slipped two fingers inside, Hermione moaned, tilting her hips up to give him more access. She turned her head to face the doorway and saw two wide blue eyes staring at her from the shadows of the locker room. She knew it was Lavender and she whispered a silent spell that would lock the girl in place, unable to move or look away until Hermione said the counter spell; Lavender was officially a voyeur to the steamy scene.

"You like that Granger?" Cormac whispered, twisting two fingers in and out while pressing his thumb against her clit; his mouth wrapped around one of her nipples sucking through the thin fabric of her shirt.

"Fuck yeah," she growled bucking her hips to meet his hand as he bit her nipple softly.

"Dirty girl wanted to get clean, did she?" He said slowly, he extracted his fingers slowly raising them so that he could push them between her plump lips. Hermione could taste herself on his fingers and she stared into his eyes as her tongue wrapped around his digits.

"Fuck, come here..." he groaned pressing her back against the wall of the shower he gripped her underneath her thighs and lifted her up. Hermione could do nothing but grip his shoulders tightly as he lined himself up and pressed inside her slowly. He was long and thick and hard and she moaned when he filled her to the hilt. When he pulled out and thrust back in she couldn't help but wrap her legs around his hips and tilt her own hips forward, desperate for him to go deeper.

The hot water sprayed down on Cormac's back and the room was thick with steam and lust. Hermione let her head fall back against the tile as the young Quidditch player began to pick up the pace. He speared into her with quick snaps of his hips stretching her open and filling her over and over. She could feel her tits bouncing in the confines of her soaking wet white shirt and when she looked at Cormac he was watching her chest jiggle with every one of his hard thrusts.

His fingers dug into her thighs and she knew she would have bruises there tomorrow but she didn't care he was fucking her so hard and so deep and so steady.

"Ugh I'm getting close!" she moaned, biting her lip, her eyes rolled back into her head as he never let up his perfect rhythm.

"Come on Granger, I'll get you there..." he growled, leaning forward to trace his tongue against her throat and jawline.

Hermione was overwhelmed by sensations; Cormacs mouth on her wet skin, his cock fucking her so perfectly, his hands gripping her slick thighs, and Lavender's eyes glued to the two of them. Hermione couldn't help herself when her orgasm rushed over her in languid waves of pleasure.

"Fuck you're so tight around me," McLaggen cursed, never letting up on his pace as she rode out her climax. As her orgasm abated he pulled out of her and slowly set her on the ground, her legs felt weak and so with a grin she sank to her knees before him.

"Oh shit Hermione," he breathed as she gripped the base of his cock before running her tongue up the underside, following the thick vein before licking the tip teasingly, she could taste herself on his skin and it only made her more turned on.

"You're so fucking hot," he groaned threading his fingers into her heavy wet curls as she twirled her tongue against the head of his dick. Hermione could practically feel Lavender's envy and anger on her back so she merely continued to give Cormac the best blowjob of his life.

"Fuck, just like that..." He hissed when she finally wrapped her lips around the tip and went down on him. When she pulled back up her fist followed her mouth before she sunk back down; her mouth and hand worked him over again and again until he was gasping above her and tilting his hips forward eager for more. Soon he was pressing her head down and she was taking his dick all the way down the throat. Her hands gripped his thighs as he fucked her mouth.

"So hot and wet," he said as she took him in over and over.

Hermione stared up at him with her dark honey eyes and let him use her mouth; it made her feel powerful to have this boy above her so desperate for her.

"I need to be inside you again," he demanded, pulling out of her mouth and lifting her back to her feet; Hermione was amazed at his strength as he tossed her around like a doll.

"Hands here and bend over," he ordered, guiding her to place her hands on the wet tile and bend at the waist. She swung her long hair over her shoulder to look back at him; he gripped her soaking wet shirt in his hand and twisted it, pulling its taunt across her body and guiding her back to arch as he lined up his cock with her entrance. With one hand pulling on her shirt the other gripped her hip tightly as he pushed inside her once more.

"Oh it feels so deep!" Hermione moaned letting her head drop forward as this time he began to hard fast bruising pace. She could hear his hips slap against her ass and their thighs slapping together as he slammed into her.

"You like that Granger," He snarled, loving how tightly she wrapped around his dick and how good she looked bent over for him.

"Yeah...it feels so good!" she moaned pushing herself back against him so that he was slamming into her even harder and deeper.

"Are you going to cum around my cock again," he asked, reaching one hand around to rub her clit in tight circles.

"Fuck yeah," she moaned her knees buckling when he pressed on her clit and hit that spot so deep inside her.

"Come on baby," he growled, pounding into her, his breath hot on the back of her neck.

"Yes!" She screamed as her orgasm rushed upon her suddenly and hard. She could hardly stand as she felt herself clench down on Cormac's dick. He cursed softly and managed to keep pushing into her even though she could tell he was close to coming as well. She began to droop in his grasp and he slowly lowered them both to the floor of the shower.

The water swirled around them and the hot spray was hitting Hermione in the back.

"Now it's time for me to fuck you," she grinned pressing him flat on the ground and crawling over him. She straddled his hips and guided his very hard cock inside her once more.

"Damn Granger, I knew you fancied me...just playing hard to get all this time," he said as she sunk all the way down on him.

"Shut up Cormac," she said as she began to bounce on him.

"But I knew you couldn't resist for long..." he said trailing off as she began to bounce on him vigorously. He reached up to rip open her top, finally releasing her melon tits from her shirt. They fell out of the white cotton and bounced in circles as she rose up and down on his dick.

"You just had to come fuck me," he bragged and Hermione had enough. She reached down and covered his mouth with her palm as she rode him harder. Her thighs flexed as she used them to rise up and down and grind on him. Cormac let himself be silenced and he reached up to palm the soft flesh of her chest, thumbs rolling over her pointed nipples.

"Yes, don't stop..." she moaned, letting her head fall back, her hair tickling his thighs. The shower was spraying directly on her chest; her tits were shiny and wet as Cormac squeezed them in his hands.

Her hand was on his mouth as she leaned forward and rode him hard, their skin slapping together.

"Come inside me," she begged, taking her hand off of his mouth and leaning back to grasp his thighs. Her back arched, her pointed nipples reaching towards the ceiling as his cock hit her g-spot over and over.

"Fuck!" he growled gripping her hips and moving her onto him harder and faster.

"I'm cumming," she said, her hips buckling as she clamped down around him.

"Fuck me too..." Cormac growled his back arching up to meet hers as he emptied himself into her. She could feel him coming inside her and she gasped at the feeling of being completely filled up. When they both had caught their breath she crawled off of him. He lay there, spent, letting the water wash over him as she magically dried her clothes and pulled herself back together.

"Thanks McLaggen," she said with a smirk before leaving him in the shower. When she went back into the main locker room she found Lavender frozen still, eyes burning with jealousy.

"See you around Lav," she said with a grin before whispering the counter spell. She watched as the blonde slumped to the ground before turning on her heel and heading out onto the grounds.

Lavender wasn't going to know what hit her, Hermione thought as she headed back up to the castle.

Meanwhile, Lavender stayed in the shadows of the locker room long after Cormac had left. She was stunned; she had no idea that The Lust Potion would make Hermione into a sex goddess. Lavender thought that it would torture the Head Girl not make her into the most popular girl in school. The blonde Gryffindor didn't know what to do- and now it seemed Hermione had figured out that it was Lavender that drugged her. It looked like Lavender was just going to have to endure whatever Hermione had to throw at her because she knew that she would never beat the smartest witch of their age at any games.