Hermione's Library

When Harry opened his eyes he found himself in a smallish room with nothing much in it except for a chair, a table and a bed. Pleasant lighting came from a crackling fire. He was not alone.

"What in the..." Hermione said. The two of them were alone, it seemed. "Well if it isn't the naughty librarian." Harry said playfully. Hermione rolled her eyes "Oh stop it!" After a little pause she went on "This is... Impressive. Not just the costumes themselves, but the apparition of so many people all around school? I mean, I know Dumbledore is powerful but still... I wasn't even aware you COULD apparate other people. Not without touching them"

Now that she mentioned it, that was in fact impressive. Still, Harry's thoughts went elsewhere. "So, I gotta ask... What was that hat doing with you? You had it on you for what felt like five minutes" Hermione blushed, but tried to keep a serene face .

"It... It pondered my thoughts, weighed my preferences, if your want to call it that. And in the the, apparently it landed on this" she gestured down to her costume. "Well, putting you with a bunch of books could not have been that hard to figure out, could it?" Harry wondered.

"It... It was not the costume it debated so much. Not as such... Ah whatever YOU know anyway. Here have a look" she handed him the books she carried. Harry was confused but still he took a closer look.

They were elegant looking books, neat leather covers with golden lettering. Harry did not normally notice that kind of stuff but even he had to admit they were beautiful. That was not the most interesting thing about them, though.

The first book on the stack was titled 'The subtle art of bending'. That did not cheat anything up, Harry thought. Hermione must have seen the confused look on his face. "Look inside and you might understand a bit more"

Harry opened the book and found a sort of index. It had chapters like 'Bending over for beginners' or 'Wiggling or holding still? What to do in what situation' or even 'Face down, ass up!'

Harry looked up with a mixture of amusement and disbelief. Hermione just gestured for him to go on, so Harry grabbed another book: 'Attracting attention too the posterior' Harry grinned, he had s feeling where this may go. A quick skimming of the book revealed topics like 'presenting your behind' or 'making sure he understands which hole to go for'

Hermione blushed in a dark crimson now. Harry took a look at the last book. This one had a slightly different topic, it seemed 'The beginners guide to begging: Moaning, groaning and other noises that will drive him crazy.'

"So... Let me get this straight. You want to get fucked in the ass. As you said, I know that anyway. But I still don't get why the hat took so long for that. I mean you know that you want that, why all the, what did you call it, pondering?" Hermione took a few deep breaths before answering.

"I... Yes, you are right Harry. I do want that. Not not just like that. Not like... I don't know like Cho for example. I don't want just anybody in.... In there. I want people like you, for example. People, that possess a certain level of intelligence or at least a last shred of respect for human dignity. In other words, people who would take the time to look more closely to the books. Also... Also I wanted to learn more about how to attract those people, you know? I wanted some material to read."

Harry had his doubts that this logic tracked necessarily but he did not want to disappoint her. He suddenly remembered, that they only had ten minutes together. "So, Hermione... Did you read the books yet?" he asked with a smirk.

"I... Well I started, yes. Not not all of them, not completely. " She did seem to understand what he was shooting for, though."I... I do remember one trick it mentioned. Here, let me try." She sounded eager now.

Hermione brushed her glasses off her face, very obviously on purpose, and said "Oh my! Oh no I think I will have to pick them up now." Her acting was supremely bad. She turned around and got on all fours, very unconvincingly grabbing around the place where her glasses fell. "Wherever could they be?" She asked, and bent down even lower. It was a ridiculous display, but her ass did look pretty good.

Harry reached to encourage her. "Not bad" he have her ass a slap "But just so you know, this may attract attention to this area" he slapped it again "but it won't guarantee the right hole."

As Hermione said "Oh, that is true... I guess I should better..." Harry pushed her skirt up and inserted a finger in her asshole "On the other hand, I know, right?" As her sweet moan sounded through the room, Harry heard a sort of gong. Everything turned black again. It was time for the next girl!