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A Sordid State of Affairs	By : rissa Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7805 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had been a gift from Lavender Brown for Hermione's birthday in mid September. Lavender and Parvati had been giggling nonstop as Hermione carefully tore the wrapping off of the box and looked at her present: a hollow book. Raising one eyebrow, Hermione opened the book to find a brightly packaged phallic object called the "Wizard's Rabbit Vibrator: A Single Witch's Best Friend!" Blushing furiously, Hermione slammed the book shut.

"What is it, 'Mione?" Ron called from across the room, his words muffled by the mouthful of cake he was in the process of swallowing.

"Nothing!" Glaring at her two (still giggling) roommates, Hermione tucked the book under her chair, to be retrieved later.

* * *

About eight months later, Hermione wondered why she still had the thing. She'd kept the hollow book-- given her track record, it could come in handy whenever Ron and Harry had a new adventure starting. She'd pondered what to do with the...toy, not wanting to throw a gift away, and not really wanting to keep it either. Besides, how does one throw away such a thing without at least the house elves knowing?

She was packing up her things now, preparing to move out of Hogwarts and into a small house in Muggle London, albeit near the Leaky Cauldron, with Harry and Ron. She was a little worried about Harry moving in with her and her boyfriend, afraid that he might start to feel like a third wheel. But she knew full well that she'd be even more worried about him if he was living alone, and was determined to make sure he didn't feel unwanted. Making a mental note to find Harry a girlfriend -- a nice girlfriend -- as soon as possible, Hermione threw the hollow book (and it's contents) into her suitcase and didn't think about it again.

* * *

Ron's lips pressed against her neck, one hand in her curly hair, the other up her tank-top, cupping one breast and flicking her nipple with his thumb. Hermione let out a soft moan as her lover's erection pressed into her thigh through his pants. It was a rare moment that Hermione had no cares in her head; Harry was out with a nice girl from the Auror training school, and she and Ron were alone in the house.

"Hermione," Ron's voice was husky as he pressed his lips softly to her. "Hermione, we have to stop."

"Wha?" Another rare moment: Hermione's eloquence was zapped as she stiffened in surprise.

"I...if we don't stop soon, I'm not going to be able to stop at all," Ron pulled his hand back and placed it instead on the small of her back. "And we shouldn't...I mean, not unless...I mean until..I mean, uh.."

Hermione let out a sigh. "I know, and you're right." She winced inwardly, knowing that she sounded snappy. Standing, she bid Ron a polite farewell and walked to her room, where boxes were still piled from their move-in only two weeks before. Flopping down on the bed, Hermione flung one arm over her eyes and the other over her stomach. It was the first time she and Ron had been alone together since they'd moved in, as she'd been working so hard to keep Harry included. She hadn't been this aroused since...well, ever. Tracing little circles around her navel, Hermione sighed again. A part of her wanted to just abandon society's opinions and run to Ron's room and beg him to take her. The other, more practical side of her said that first off, that would be silly in the long run (what if she got pregnant? She didn't have any contraceptives, magical or otherwise), and second off, it would be a bit on the embarassing side, too. Damn practical side, it always wins. Her hand drifted up towards her breasts, where her nipples were swelling with the demand to be touched. She let herself play for a bit before she sat up to change into her pajamas.

As she stood at her dresser, she glanced over at the box next to it. Sitting on top of the other books was the hollow book she had received at the beginning of the year. Arousal fueling her curiosity, Hermione opened the book and took out the vibrator. Glancing over the bright pink packaging, she quickly opened the box and turned the thing over in her hand. It was phallic-shaped, of course (It almost reminds me of the top of Harry's Firebolt, she thought), but smaller than she had expected. It was clearly a "beginner’s model." As Hermione sat back down on the bed, she wondered how the thing turned on.

As if responding to her thoughts, the vibrator began to whirr-- loudly. Panicking, Hermione tried to find an off button, thinking that perhaps she could put a silencing spell on it. Again as if responding to her thoughts, the vibrator stopped making noise, but continued reverberating. Hermione slowly slid off her shorts and panties and lay back on her bed. Tentatively, she touched the buzzing phallus to her dripping entrance. She hesitated here, and instead of pushing the toy in she lightly rubbed it up and down her slit instead. Suddenly, she let out a cry and arched back, having found her clitoris. Feeling around with her hand, Hermione found the throbbing bud and rubbed it gently with her finger for a moment, before returning the vibrator to it. Moaning softly, the brunette arched her back once more as the sudden waves of pleasure rushed through her. She moaned louder as she began to experiment, crying out as she moved the vibrator in slow circles around her clit.

She heard a noise then, by the door, though in her pre-orgasmic state she didn't stop. Glancing at the door she saw a swift wave of red hair. Is Ron watching me? The thought barely flicked through her head before another wave of pleasure brought her back to her task. Even more aroused at the thought of her boyfriend watching her, Hermione continued masturbating with vigor, moaning and arching her way through to her orgasm, which came swiftly and left her with a soft buzz in her ears as the vibrator turned itself off.

Laying back and breathing hard, Hermione slipped naked under the covers. Her last waking thought was I hope Ron enjoyed watching that.

Little did she know that after Ron had checked to see if she was asleep (and grinned at what he found), he had gone with Harry to his bedroom.
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