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The Defense against the Dark Arts class was the only one where Hermione Granger chose the very last desk to sneak a peek at the most incredible teacher in the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And that teacher was Bellatrix Black. The girl has long been in love with her professor. Possessing incredible charisma, magical power, black as the night itself, Bellatrix possessed a rude and domineering character, there was always perfect discipline in her lessons, everyone who dared to contradict her soon regretted it very much.Now Hermione, like everyone else in the class, was listening to Professor Black's lecture, and in the corner of the parchment she involuntarily drew lines that formed such a familiar and pleasant-looking face... She was just finishing working on Bellatrix's thick, glossy black hair with light strokes when she was suddenly distracted by a strange silence. Hermione looked up from her parchment and, looking around the classroom, realized that everyone was looking at her. She immediately cast a concealing spell on her parchment without hesitation, until no one saw what was depicted on it.— Miss Granger, what are you doing that's so important that you didn't hear my question the first time?" Professor Black's gruff voice made the entire faculty shudder.— Is she suicidal...? — someone whispered to the side.— Sorry Professor, I was a little distracted, — Hermione replied, looking into Bellatrix's eyes.— Yes? I wonder what for? — Black said, walking slowly towards Granger.The girl, completely forgetting about the enchanted parchment on her desk, watched only as Black came closer and closer, and lingered her gaze on the narrow waist, tightened by a black corset made of black satin fabric, which lifted her firm breasts, exposing an immodest neckline, which was slightly covered by a black robe thrown on top.Black walked over to Hermione's desk and shifted her black, piercing gaze from Granger to the empty parchment. Without saying a word, she picked it up and immediately went to her desk.No, not that. I got caught. I was really caught... What was I thinking!?Bellatrix placed the student's parchment on her desk so that no one could see it, and waved her wand, carefully examining what appeared on it. Her expression was completely unreadable. After a moment, she turned her black, impenetrable gaze on Granger and said firmly in a rough voice:— You'll stay after class, Miss Granger.Everyone in the class started whispering and exchanging glances.Merlin, this is the end. Now she knows...Barely waiting for the end of class, Hermione watched the students leave the classroom, got up from her seat and slowly walked over to the professor's desk, completely unsure of what to expect now.Black crossed her arms over her chest, standing at her desk.— It's not what you think, Professor... — Hermione began.Black raised one eyebrow and looked questioningly at the student, holding a piece of paper with a drawing between two long, elegant fingers...Granger, realizing that she had been staring at her professor's fingers for a long time, immediately lowered her eyes to the floor.— What do you think I was thinking, Granger? —— That I'm in love with you, probably," Hermione definitely wouldn't dare look her professor in the eye now.— M? Are you saying that's not true? Bellatrix said in a low voice.Damn... Is she saying it in that voice on purpose?!— No. That's not true, — Hermione blurted out quickly.— Well, then we'll see, — Black approached the girl, bringing with him an enticing aroma. Their eyes met.Hermione's hazel-brown eyes instantly sank into Bellatrix Black's jet-black eyes, making her unable to speak or move. The world has frozen in just one moment, removing everything that existed before from the periphery. The black eyes looked straight into her soul. The feeling of the professor's domineering hand on Hermione's chin literally blew the roof off, sending a herd of goosebumps all over her body. But all of a sudden, something happened that the girl definitely did not expect from her professor. With just her lips, Black barely whispered:— Legilimens.It was a soft and perfectly precise touch to the very surface of her mind. Black knew exactly what she needed to get out of her student's head. As if not even to see it for herself, but to show Hermione what she dared to deny. The girl couldn't make an attempt to resist, she only had the strength to dutifully watch as Black easily read her like an open book, bringing her innermost desires to the surface.After a long and painful minute, Hermione returned to her mind, which she could now fully control, and recoiled from her professor in mute shock. Her eyes widened in horror at the realization of what had just happened. Hermione was so outraged by the professor's shamelessness that she practically screamed.:— You had no right to invade the personal! I'm going to tell Dumbledore that you illegally used legilimency on a student without his consent!— hm... Are you sure you're going to tell me? — Black asked, completely calm and unperturbed.— I'm sure.Angered and outraged to the limit, Hermione, literally burning with shame, abruptly turned around and headed for the door of ZoTI's office. But when she was almost upon her, the heavy door, which was slightly ajar, closed firmly with a thud. Hermione shuddered and froze in place, not turning around...— Oh, baby, I think after what's going on in this office right now, you're going to change your mind about telling me... — The professor chuckled deeply to herself.Hermione turned around and looked at her professor with fear in her eyes:— And what will happen here? Do you want to torture me or blackmail me by telling your Slytherins everything?— Come here, — a rough and domineering voice pierced the space around.Hermione felt a sharp pang of mixed feelings: a strong urge to be as close to Black as possible right now and a desire to forget about this ill-fated lesson, escape from here and never come back... But she still did not dare to disobey her professor and walked slowly towards Bellatrix, who was leaning back against her desk.Hermione stopped three steps away from her professor, trying to look anywhere but into his eyes, which beckoned her like a magnet.— Closer,— Black said in a hoarse voice.Hermione nevertheless lingered on Bellatrix's eyes, which had previously been black, but now they seemed completely impenetrable. It was like the devil himself was looking at her. The Professor's eyes were burning with pure lust.Oh, Merlin, it can't be...Hermione took two more hesitant steps, stopping almost right next to Black.Bellatrix lowered her hand between them and barely touched the girl's thigh with her fingertips, which made her flinch slightly. Black began to slowly run her fingers lightly up Hermione's leg.— P... professor,— Granger said on an exhale, completely unable to control her voice right now.— Huh?" Do you want me to stop?Damn, no, no, please...Hermione was mentally begging, unable to say the words out loud that would give her professor the will to do whatever he wanted with her.— Just say no and I'll stop, — a smirk graced Black's lips.The professor's hand rose higher and higher, sliding along the student's thigh, almost touching the edge of the short skirt.How could she say no? Now.... When literally every cell of her body screamed:
Yes, yes, yes!— I take your silence for consent, Hermione,— Bellatrix's eyes flashed with dangerous fire.Hearing her name from Bellatrix Black's mouth, Hermione's brain completely clouded over, and with trembling legs she took just one small step towards Bellatrix, now being unacceptably close, but Black allowed it. Therefore, the girl, putting aside all doubts, approached her professor's face, feeling her breath on her lips. Black took the girl's chin and slowly ran her thumb over her lower lip, tracing her actions with a clear, lustful gaze.Unable to hold back any longer, Hermione clung to her professor's alluring, desirable lips and began to kiss her slowly and hesitantly, but Black quickly seized the initiative. She began to kiss passionately and fervently, penetrating Hermione's mouth with her tongue, which made the girl's heart jump out of her chest. Heat spread through his body, and there was not enough air in his lungs.Granger would probably have fainted from the overwhelming feelings if Black hadn't stopped the kiss. Strong and confident hands grabbed her waist at that moment. The professor suddenly and rather abruptly turned Granger around with her back to herself and pressed her tightly, knocking all the air out of Hermione's lungs. The girl felt the professor's chest pressing against her shoulder blades, she could feel Bellatrix's entire hot body with her own.Unbelievable.Suddenly, Black's left hand moved to Hermione's throat, jerking her head back with an imperious movement. The grip on the girl's neck was firm, but the skin of her hand was so soft and hot. Granger allowed herself to obey, and the back of her head rested completely on Bellatrix's shoulder, which opened up the space of her neck to the professor. The girl felt a hot breath touch her eager skin.Damn, this body — is a real Dark Work of Art.Probably, in such a vulnerable position, Granger's thoughts literally screamed about it, and Black, of course, heard what her student was thinking.:— It seems that you didn't learn how to resist the Dark Arts in my class, Miss Granger, — the professor whispered, scorching the girl's skin with hot breath.At the same moment, Bellatrix's right hand slid down and lifted Hermione's skirt. The professor slowly ran her hand along the inside of her thigh and barely touched her soaked panties with her fingers, and then lightly ran her hand over the sensitive spot, causing Granger to moan softly. The girl jerked slightly to meet this light touch.— Damn, tell me, are you always so wet in my lessons, huh? — the professor's voice dropped, gradually turning to a whisper, and his breathing became much deeper.Saint Merlin... yes.But the girl could hardly utter a single word right now. Bellatrix's fingers dug painfully into both sides of Hermione's windpipe.— Answer me when I ask you! — Black growled, gritting her teeth.— Y-yes, Professor, always.Probably as a sign of encouragement for an honest answer, Bellatrix slowly ran her tongue first under Hermione's jaw and then pressed her lips to her neck, sucking on the delicate, sensitive skin. The girl's breathing increased significantly, and the heat in her lower abdomen became unbearable.Black lifted her skirt and slid her hand under Hermione's underwear. The sudden and welcome touch to the throbbing center made Hermione let out a whimpering moan. Bellatrix began to pay attention to the most sensitive point with slow movements. Hermione could no longer contain herself, her arousal had reached its limit, demanding a speedy release. She began to squirm in the professor's arms, moving towards him, wishing so much that Black would speed up a little.— Just look at you, excellent student Hermione Granger, the best student at Hogwarts, is soaking wet in my arms like some dirty little slut.— Please, hmmm...— Please what?" Black increased the pressure on Hermione's wet center.— Ahhh... — Hermione grabbed Black's wrists, which were around her neck, and squeezed it.— Where did the chatty know—it-all go? — You're so submissive in my arms, I should have just taken you properly to shut you up, — she continued to harass Hermione with slow movements, sliding over her clitoris, tracing patterns, but still not giving her what her student craved more than anything else in the world.— But no, that won't do, I'll make you scream, you cheeky girl." Beg, beg me, — Black hissed in her ear.Hermione couldn't stand it, intoxicated by her professor's complete power. The girl wanted to turn around and bite into those hot lips that were whispering into her neck... But Bellatrix's firm grip prevented her from doing so.— Please, Professor Black, I want to come at your hands." Please, please, — Granger literally whined the words, melting into Bellatrix's arms, who continued her actions, enjoying the agony of the student. When Hermione's excitement reached its peak, she reached back with her free hand and grabbed Bellatrix's hair at the back of her head, clenching it into a fist. In response to this action, she heard a rude growl.— That's a damn thing,— Black slid lower and without warning entered Hermione's thirsty hot bosom, dripping with juices, with two fingers, causing the girl to gasp.Bellatrix began to move slowly, stroking the tight and smooth inner walls, letting Hermione get used to the sensations.
Warmth and incredible pleasure rapidly began to spread through the lower abdomen, and with each new movement of Bellatrix's fingers spread throughout the girl's body. She felt so full inside. Bellatrix's body pressed against her from behind was so hot, her scent so intoxicating, her lips so hot and passionate on her neck and those incredibly soft curls between her fingers.God. It's so good.Bellatrix, after a time of slow and measured movements, began to rapidly increase the pace, bending her fingers at the most necessary point. Hermione was moving towards Bellatrix's thrusts and, completely unable to control her loud moans, more like screams, she realized that she was about to come to the edge...— No, no, don't come, — Bellatrix slowed down, — you'll do it when I let you.Hermione let out a groan of protest.And at the same moment, she felt the hand on her neck slowly begin to tighten. Stronger... Even harder. Black slowly and gradually cut off her access to oxygen, which made Hermione unable to moan anymore, giving out stifled sighs. She visibly tensed, feeling a slight panic...— Relax, you're going to love this," Black whispered, continuing to move her fingers inside Hermione harder, pushing them deeper.Hermione couldn't breathe at all now, she was straining even harder, barely controlling her body in waves of bliss.— Come on, baby, you have to trust me, relax, — Granger obeyed, she trusted her professor, completely giving her her body and her soul... Hermione was trying her best to stay conscious, her legs were buckling, and her body began to tingle from the tips of her fingers. The whole world and she herself gradually began to disintegrate into small particles...— Yes, that's it. Good girl, — Bellatrix accelerated even more, now making rough and sharp thrusts, — now come for me.Just when Hermione thought she was going to pass out from lack of oxygen mixed with incredible sensations, Black suddenly abruptly loosened her grip, releasing Hermione's neck, and grabbed her by the waist, holding her tightly in her arms. The girl took a deep breath of the much-desired air, her head was spinning. And at the same moment, a stunning orgasm hit her, exploding like fireworks in every cell of her body, making her feel like she was falling apart. Hermione screamed at the top of her voice, arching into her professor's arms, squeezing her fingers tightly with the walls of her throbbing womb.
It seemed to Hermione that this mind-blowing orgasm lasted forever, subsiding and settling on her skin for a very long time, until she felt the weight of her own body.Bellatrix, holding Granger's weakened body tightly in her arms, slowly prolonged the much-desired pleasure.After a few more moments, Hermione finally managed to come to her senses a little, still breathing heavily, she felt a sudden emptiness inside when Black took her fingers out of her.— Turn around,— the professor's commanding voice brooked no objections. And despite the fact that it was very difficult to do this, Hermione still found strength in her trembling legs and turned to Black, lowering her eyes somewhere down.— Look at me.The girl looked up, still bleary-eyed, at her professor. Their faces were literally an inch apart.— I want you to taste yourself, — Black raised her hand, showing Hermione the juices of her lust on her fingers.The girl obediently opened her mouth, and Bellatrix penetrated it with two fingers, sliding back and forth over the student's tongue, looking with a brilliant, vicious black gaze at all this incredibly exciting action. Hermione, looking into Bellatrix's eyes and simultaneously feeling her own taste in her mouth, moaned low and barely audible.— Be a good girl, lick them properly.Hermione sucked and carefully circled Bellatrix's fingers with her tongue, exploring every millimeter of them, looking straight into her teacher's eyes. It was beautiful.— That's enough, — Black took her fingers out of the student's mouth. Her gaze suddenly turned cold and completely blank, — you're free, Miss Granger, — Bellatrix moved away from Hermione, stepping aside, and walked into the middle of the classroom, waving her wand. The office doors opened, and dozens of sixth-year students immediately rushed in.Hermione, stunned by such suddenness, quickly pulled herself together and stormed out of the defense against the dark arts office in order to escape from prying eyes as quickly as possible...