Ch 139 - My Journal ~NSFW~

Flashback

Hermione sat cross-legged, staring at the bag at the end of her bed.

She grabbed the bag, the phallic object in her grasp, as she put it right in front of her, and removed it from the bag.

She wasn't of age that she could buy what she actually wanted to, so this would have to do.

She had in her hand a cucumber, and her face heated up as her mind thought nothing but dirty thoughts.

"Daddy... I want to thank you, be able to make you happy... in more ways than you can imagine..." Hermione had decided that practicing before her first time with him, in the event he was as big as she was preparing for.

She'd not make a fool of herself during her first time playing with him.

She held the cucumber firmly in her right hand, raised her head up so that she was looking at her ceiling, opened her mouth, and slowly lowered the cucumber in and down her throat, gagging almost immediately.

Tears had already formed in her eyes from the feeling; this was going to be a lot harder than she originally thought.

She pressed on, however, for Lucifer.

Hermione looked at her ceiling again, and gave it another attempt.

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BookGirl79

I think I'm becoming addicted to the spankings. Or maybe it's the way I feel afterward. When Lucifer corrects me, I wonder, how does he feel?

Like, does spanking me make him feel more in control? Does it feel good?

Does it calm him down?

My brain won't turn off (and I'm sure once I go back to ask for more, I'll be even more obsessed). I don't want to ruin things, but I'm so confused now.

I'm going to bend over my pillows until my heart stops racing, then pay a visit.

In bed early for now.

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BookGirl79,

I don't know how Lucifer functions with his dick constantly rubbing against everything.

Using the loo was like a carnival game. I just gave up and sat down.

I hope this privacy charm works, because I just wanked in the toilet of my room.

I just wanted to see what it was like.

It didn't take much time, and it did give me some new ideas about what I should do to him.

I don't think I would ever get courage, to explain, after the way I used his body like that.

My daily one-hour meditation seemed to have been working or so I think, but well it's going to be alright.

I bet he never considered the idea that I might steal his hair, change into him, and play with myself a little bit.

(I'm sorry, but I can't explain what else I did with my boyfriend's dick.)

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BookGirl79,

Forgive me, for tearing up those pages, I was just so damn frustrated after not being able to see him.

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BookGirl79,

Another try.

I'm petting Crookshanks right now.

When I'm done, I'll take my bath and probably spend a while reading those books he gave me.

I want to spend as much time as possible lying over my pillows imagining him spanking me.

I've been thinking about Lucifer's cock all day. I wanted to taste him so much this morning. (Just had to do with my bottles for now)

Reaching at Hogwarts, I'm going to give him the works.

So, he'd better plan an extra hour into the night for me to test out a few ideas.

Besides, I also want to show him the new room, Madam Pomfrey gave me a password for.

The only thing I can't decide is how to finish him off. If I swallow, I can't watch clearly; but if I watch, I won't feel him throbbing deep in my throat.

(Too deep actually, I swear if he grew up even more, his cock's going to tear apart my insides.)

Decisions, decisions. Will he touch himself for me tonight?

I wonder if we're ever doing it at the same time.

I'm already getting wet, shit my tears dropped on you again!

Sigh, this is going to be a long night.

Missing Lucifer's cock,

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BookGirl79,

My bedsheets were all wet today.

I know it shouldn't get this obsessive, but mostly I just dreamed about shagging him last night.

I'm not really sore today or anything, but my pussy feels worn out. In a good way.

I don't know if I can separate his "corrections" from the sex anymore.

Is that wrong, or is that what he wanted to happen? Obviously, thinking about spanking turns me on.

I don't know, it's a punishment but if I want it this much. Won't that just make me act out so I can get over his lap again?

Going to end it here, King's Cross will arrive in a minu-

"Hermione, you can put the journal back now!"

"Okay, Mum...."

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Lucifer was walking with Dumbledore to his office.

The corridors were dark and ominous with how dimly lit the candles were.

They came to a gargoyle and Dumbledore spoke a password, "Licorice Wand."

The gargoyle moved aside and Dumbledore led the young boy to a spiraling staircase that began to move when they were on it.

They rode the steps all the way up to his Office Door.

He opened the door and let Lucifer walk inside before he closed it.

He briskly walked over to his massive desk and sat down behind it, motioning to the chair across from him.

Lucifer sat down and looked at the Headmaster with a neutral, but somewhat menacing look.

Dumbledore felt the slightest bit of unease, "So..." he started slowly, "The Book of Admittance removed both your and Miss Granger's residence, it had never occurred before. So, can I understand it was your doing?"

In fact, the only thing Dumbledore even remotely feared was the power of Merlin.

"Indeed, it was just my side project over the holidays," Lucifer said calmly.

"Might I ask you to remove them?"

"Both of them are now more safe and secure," Lucifer partially answered, knowing his magic is tied to Hermione's blood, which he asked from her that day.

"How is it that school owls can easily reach designated places, but I myself just can't seem to remember?"

"Magic"

Dumbledore knew Lucifer wouldn't remove the barriers, and for some reason, his Legilimency wasn't working on the boy. "Have you told Miss Granger about any of this?" He asked, his eyes not sparkling.

Actually asking would be the only way he'd get information out of him.

"Just that I am related to Merlin," Lucifer gave a half-truth, "I didn't initially want to, but I figured it best if they heard it from me directly."

Dumbledore didn't pick up on it, though, "I see...I will inform you that I have kept your survival of the Killing Curse a secret from everyone. Only you and myself are aware of it," there was now heavy tension in the air.

"I am grateful for that, otherwise Hermione's reaction...Let's just stay, I am not looking forward to that day ever..." Lucifer nodded his head politely, his eyes looking straight at Headmaster's face.

"....Indeed, have a good night, Lucifer, you and Miss Granger have a busy year ahead of you," Dumbledore said, knowing they had taken every class offered for Third Years.

Lucifer got out of the chair and left Dumbledore's office, trudging through the darkened corridor.

With a menacing look on his face, Dumbledore's probing now caused him to be even more alert.

He got to the Fat Lady, "Password?"

Right, Lucifer didn't know, the most effective way inside is to just blo-

By the absolute grace of some Bushy-Haired Divine Being, the Fat lady's portrait was saved, "Lucifer!" Hermione said breathlessly.

"...Hermione? What are you still doing awake?" Lucifer, asked, stepping into the Common Room, trying his best to pretend, he was just confused, and not thinking about blowing up school's portraits at all.

"I waited for you, obviously," she said, rolling her eyes, her tone like it was Lucifer, who was talking mad.

They sat down on one of the couches, "You didn't have to, but I'm glad you did...."

"Yeah, you never were told the Password, were you?" Hermione asked him, raising her eyebrows.

He shook his head in denial.

"It's Fortuna Major."

"Thanks... thank you again... for letting me in the Tower," Lucifer smiled at her.

She felt her cheeks burn, "Anytime..."

They sat quietly for a moment, before Hermione got up the nerve to ask him something, "Hey... I wanted to ask... where did you sit after Ronald failed to save you a seat?"

"Oh... Katie Bell, she had scooted over as far as she could make her friends move, and... she let me sit beside her... it was really nice of her," Lucifer smiled down at the floor for a moment, even missing the darkened look on Hermione's face.

"We should go to bed... Dumbledore said we have a busy year ahead of us," Lucifer still looked down in thought.

"You're right," she stood up quickly, trying to hide her look of contempt for the girl named, Katie Bell.

"Come with me, I have something to show you!" When Lucifer was about to empty the couch, she grabbed his arm tightly, and just started dragging towards the boy's straicase.

"What the-----Hermio-"

"No buts, you're coming with me!"

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