When her mouth finally moved to Hermione's core she couldn't help the deep groan that ran through her as she finally truly tasted her. Hermione's hips slightly arched off the bed at this, her breaths coming out labored. Pansy flattened her tongue against her, licking up to her clit and back down, lightly tracing it around her entrance. She quickly pressed two fingers inside her, feeling the witch's walls clamp down against her. Curling them inside her, she found that sweet spot and slowly moved her fingers in a slow circle. As she did this, she dragged her tongue across her clit again.