My Professor

Chapter 22

"I think I like the sound of that." Hermione whispers against the woman's lips, Bellatrix's cheeks turn pink, "Just shut up and kiss me." Bellatrix growls, and Hermione happily complied.

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The morning sun shone through the gap in the curtain, Bellatrix stretches flickering her eyes open as a small smile spreads across her lips
at the warm feeling flowing through her body. No doubt it had something to do with a certain Gryffindor. The woman sighs, lying in her big lonely bed until she came around some more.
Bellatrix then heads to her bathroom, getting ready for the day. Once sorted she grabs a mug of tea and checks the time, it was early, too early, but what's the point staying in her lonely bed doing nothing. The woman walks to her window, looking out over the grounds, that was until something caught her attention.

Not far from Hagrid's hut the girl began warming up ready for her morning run, and To say Hermione was in a good mood was an understatement. She was in a very very happy mood this morning. To think that she, Hermione Granger: the insufferable know it all and book warm kissed, Bellatrix Black: the supposedly cold, frightening and highly stubborn Professor. It wasn't easy but she did it.

"Why the big grin, I've never seen anyone look so happy at this time of the morning." Hermione's grin grew wider at the sound of the voice. Bellatrix stepped out of her hiding place, sipping her tea. Hermione stopped what she was doing, watching as the woman approached.
"I was thinking of you, and those sweet lips." Hermione smirks at the blushing woman, though she made no effort to hide them this time.
"You know, if you carry on making me blush, I'm going to have to punish you severely."
"That so?" Hermione smirks
"Oh yes." She sips her tea again, only this time when she lowered the mug she ran her tongue along her top lip slowly, then took a deep breath and exhales.
"Nothing like a nice hot cup of tea in the morning."
"Are you trying to tease me?" Hermione takes a step closer.
"As if I'd do that. Now don't let me distract you from your little work out." Bellatrix brushes past Hermione, heading towards the stone.
Hermione's eyes watch the woman, her eyes drifting to the woman's swaying hips and her backside, Hermione swallows. Bellatrix was one fine woman, and Hermione liked what she could see very much.

Bellatrix arches her brow at the girl, "What are you grinning at now?"
"Just you."
Bellatrix rolls her eyes, trying to hide her smile by taking another sip of tea. If she wanted to play, Bellatrix could play this little game too, though admittedly, it was a lot harder when the girl would throw her off guard and make her blush, which was unusual because Bellatrix Black definitely wasn't known for blushing.
"Do you think you can look after my hoodie, Or will it disappear again?" Hermione smirks walking towards the woman sat on the stone.
Bellatrix shrugs, "who knows?"
Hermione grins taking off her jumper revealing another one of those sports bras.

"Don't you own anything...less revealing?" Bellatrix avoids to look at the witch yet again.
Shit! This girl was messing up her game!
Hermione smirks throwing the hoodie beside the woman. She checks her surroundings before leaning down placing her hand under the woman's chin.
"I'd much rather those pretty eyes focused on me, rather than the floor." Hermione grins before kissing the woman. Bellatrix pulls back, they were very close to the school, not to mention Hagrid.
"Relax, I checked our surroundings before I kissed you, now come here." She kisses the woman again, this time her hand was at the back of the woman's neck, keeping her in place.
"You're despicable." Bellatrix whispers against the girl's lips "But I'm worse." She mumbles before biting the girl's lip. Hermione hisses but makes no effort to stop her, instead she tightened her grip on the back of the woman's neck earning a growl.
"You better be carful little one, I do bite." Bellatrix smirks as the pair pulled away to catch their breath.
"I noticed." Hermione smirks, licking her bleeding lip.
"Now run along and do your fitness stuff."
Hermione smirks pulling her in for another kiss before starting her exercises. Bellatrix smirks licking the blood from her lips.

As soon as Hermione turned her back to the woman Bellatrix inhales, she needed to get a grip of her body and emotions, she was not one to be dominated, though so far the girl did seem to take control, that would have to change. She exhales, bringing the mug to her lips, her eyes on the pretty little creature.