I've read a few of these and I like them so here it goes, my first M rated story, please be gentle. Oh and I do not own Harry Potter!

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It had been two long ears since the defeat of Voldemort. Hermione had done her part. She tended to the sick, helped bury the dead, helped to rebuild Hogwarts, sent Death eaters to Azkaban, and other nonsense. So with all her distractions presently gone she could think back to the summer of her fifth year.

Flashback

All of her reading and training had paid off! She finally was able to turn into an animagi! Umbridge was gone by now and the cool evening air was calling to her. As she turned into an animal in an abandoned lavatory she turned into an animagi.

She looked down to see that she was standing a few feet from the ground. Raising herself up by use of the sink she was able to see her reflection in the vanity mirrors. As scuffed as they were she had no trouble making out her black feline face. She had turned into a panther.

Checking out her yellow eyes just one more time she morphed back to her human form. Content she snuck out of the building. Sure it was past curfew, but a quick run wouldn't hurt. She was on high alert for any Professor that might want to give her detention, Snape (cough, cough), as she made her way to the Dark Forest.

Finding it safe to proceed she took a few steps in before turning back into her inner animal. She first flexed her body to get a feel of everything from her spine to her paws and roared before taking off in a mad sprint.

From then on everything was a blur of dense forestry. She saw trees here and there as she expertly evaded them. She saw the yellow full moon low to the horizon to her front. She felt the cold hair prickling her skin through her soft fur. She remembered feeling free for once in her life.

As she ran she eventually saw two glowing specs not far off in the distance. The specs mirrored the moon from where she was and frightened her. She took off in a mad sprint going ever deeper into the forest.

After thirty minutes of running she knelt before a small broke to sip its refreshing waters. As she did she didn't notice she was being watched.

After soothing her sore throat she looked up a little to once again see her reflection. However, this time her reflection had company. Another panther stood on a rock above her. Startled she looked up into what she could figure a male panther's eyes.

Unlike hers his eyes seemed to glow taking on both the moon's glow and the brightness of a fresh green apple. He also looked predatory, wild, and if his intense stare was anything to go by Hermione was sure he wanted to devour her.

Still in her cat form she withdrew from the water. The other simply watched her movements with an expressionless mask except for those eyes.

Seeing that the animal was stoic she took a few more steps back confidently when she stepped on a twig. The snap resounded to her sensitive ears. In a flash the other panther leaped after her.

Hermione did her best to outrun her assailant. She tried zigzags, climbing up trees (panthers climb), then jumping down behind it, but it still followed her. She could practically feel its eyes on her flesh.

Looking behind her she knew he was there, but she couldn't see him. The creature was like a ghost of a forest. This forest to be exact and Hermione was just visiting.

After a few moments she felt his eyes had strayed. She started to hear the sounds of the Dark Forest again. The centaurs beating the ground with their hooves. The unicorns gentle prancing. Before once again it grew silent and she heard footprints clawing the ground beneath her.

She turned too late and was knocked to the ground by the male panther. As she panted on the ground he circled her. If it was a fight he wanted it was a fight he'd get. Hermione jumped for his neck, but missed. The panther ducked then bit her thigh to pull her back to the ground.

Upset she jumped back to her feet and attacked him head on. Their fangs clung together as they used their paws to knock each other down. Her shorter ones easily scraped against his chest. His easily struck her across the face.

Tired of their stalemate the bigger one pulled them both to the ground and tumbled. She was forced to let go of him. He paused yet again hoping she would stay down, but she was ready for more.

Shaking it off, she charged at him again. It frustrated her to no end how he easily evaded her. She knew he was tiring her out before he'd make her dinner. She also knew he was faster. There would be no escape tonight unless she fought her way out.

Running out of energy she tried to run anyway, but the cat seemed to appear before her each way he turned. Hogwarts a History never mentioned anything about mystical panthers. Stupid book!

Trying to run again it pounced on her knocking the air out of her lungs. Knowing she was tired it grabbed her by her neck, gentle enough not to kill her, but hard enough to be able to drag her.

Reopening her eyes she realized they were back at that small opening of a brook. It dropped her roughly to the ground before backing up to inspect his work. Hermione never thought a jungle cat would end her. What would Harry think, provided that the damn thing didn't eat her whole?

She awaited a swift death, but it did not come. She felt the cat nudge her on her side. Why would the panther want to do that for? Wasn't it trying to eat her? Looking at the male cat she noticed that it kept eye contact with her as it moved her legs apart.

It wasn't going to eat her; it was going to fuck her!

Hermione tried to move but it bit her thigh hard yet again. Howling in pain she stopped struggling. She was too tired to fight, but not too tired to watch.

The male panther crawled atop her, mounting her roughly. Sure it hurt, like hell, but that didn't matter to it. He lowered his face to hers and licked it never once taking his eyes off hers as it steadied its front paws.

Hurt she cried as it continued to thrust itself in and out of her roughly not at all caring about her discomfort but only its own pleasure. She was careful to not make a sound. Why make matters worse?

Instantly the male stopped and growled at her. What did she do? She's the victim here. Those hypnotic eyes of his turned at her again and thrust once more. She didn't understand what the damn thing wanted. She just hoped that it was bored of her. Then it bit her in the neck and she screamed.

As she continued to scream it thrust even harder again into her with its thick long member.

The damned cat wanted her to howl and since she wouldn't do it herself it took it upon its self to ensure her voice was heard. Picking up its pace Hermione, in her cat form, cried. She wanted to get out of here. She wanted to save her virginity for Ron. Why did this happen to her? The one time she saw fit to break the rules and this happened!

After what seemed like eternity it roared its climax. She felt her sore inner walls fill with creamy warmth.

It backed away inspecting its work. Hermione glared at it hoping for it to instantaneously combust. Its eyes still looked just as vicious, but with a slight air of victory as it looked at its seed and her blood dripping from her body before gliding away into the distance.

The last thing she saw before she fell into a fitful sleep was those luminous eyes receding into the darkness.

End Flashback

Now that all she had to focus on was school, which wasn't hard for her, she wanted to solve the mystery of the black panther. Of course after the initial encounter she refused to turn back into it less he might find her again. After a little research she found that panthers were not native to this area including the dark forest so it only made since that the other panther was also an animagus.

She suspected a death eater. Maybe Lucius Malfoy? Maybe it was just a horny student? Maybe it was a death eater?

She did not know, but in her gut she knew the culprit was close and once she found him she would kick its arse … only because the killing curses can land you in Azkaban.

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