Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

The Price Of Knowledge	By : HappilyJaded Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 51703 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Price of Knowledge
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty-One
- 22-Twenty Two
- 23-Twenty Three
- 24-Epilogue
- 1
- 2
The Price of Knowledge

Disclaimer: I do not own this.

Chapter One

I couldn�t do it anymore.

It�s never easy for me to admit defeat, but I had no choice � I was falling
asleep between the chapters of my Advanced Transfiguration textbook and my
fingers were caked with ink from my drooping quill. It was well after midnight and
too warm in the library to not fall asleep within ten minutes.

I wanted to go on, read another chapter over again for the twenty-seventh time,
but I knew that I was not going to remember any of it by morning. And the very
last thing I wanted was to have Madam Pince find me sleeping with a book as my
pillow again. She hadn�t been pleased the first and second times. And the
third�she had been livid. I didn�t dare wish to make that mistake again.

Too tired to move quickly, I started to gather my things and head for the
dorms. Thankfully being Head Girl meant no curfew � but I�m sure Filch would
give me trouble if he caught me out this late, just for his own sick, twisted
pleasure.

Then, suddenly, my silent sanctuary is gone. I heard a noise. Maybe I didn�t, I
told myself, my sleep-ridden mind was playing tricks on me. I looked around and
the library was not the warm and fuzzy place I loved � it was now filled with
shadows and darkness and the unknown. I clutched my wand tightly in my right
hand.

I left my books behind as I stalked closer to the door, my wand extended � then
I heard it again.

I wasn�t alone.

Not wanting to get caught, I quickly casted a Nox and hid in the shadows of the
shelves. Please, I pleaded mentally, Just go away. I am too tired to fight.

I saw a shadow approach, and it lit a candle. It was Draco Malfoy, arrogant
prat extraordinaire, and he looked fit to be tied. His face was red and he was
sweating profusely. What was wrong with him, I wondered.

He kept muttering under his breath and trying to calm himself down, but he was
pacing like a tiger in captivity. He kept taking deep breaths, but cursed when
they didn�t help. He looked frustrated and edgy, similar to Ron after a
Quidditch match loss.

Now he shouldn�t have been there, if I dared step out of the shadows, I could
have deducted points for being out past curfew � but in his state I would have
probably end up hexed into the hospital wing or worse. Better to let sleeping
dragons lie, so I stayed in the shadows, trying to recall what I was studying
to pass the time. It wasn�t working. I was tired, now on the edge, and my body
felt as if it were being held tight. What was he doing?

Then Draco did something I didn�t expect. He cursed loudly and began to tear
open his pants. He wrapped his hands around himself and I could see that he had
an erection. I had never seen one before � and was momentarily struck
dumbfounded. It was so purple and veiny and I couldn�t believe it could ever
fit in any girl, let alone the apparent number of girls he has been linked too.

I didn�t know what to do. Draco Malfoy was masturbating in front of me.

Something inside me said look away, do something, anything � but another part
of me was compelled to watch. So compelled I couldn�t look away. I was
transfixed by the sight of him vigorously stroking himself.

He was leaning against the table I was studying on, one hand gripped tightly
around his�penis, the other now fondling his balls. He was gasping,
swearing.�

I have never seen anything like it, and my insides felt strange, expectant and
hesitant all at the same time. There is a tingle under my belly button that I
have never experienced before. It�s like nothing I had ever seen or felt
before�and I think I like it.

He was groaning loudly now, jerking his hand almost violently fast. One hand
rubs his face, wiping away the beads of perspiration and the unkempt hair from
his eyes.

It was so strangely arousing, so much like the feelings I have read about, but
I didn�t know what to do. I felt strange and suddenly so hot it was like I was
on fire. I was a virgin; I never knew anything other than the basics about sex,
didn�t want to, didn�t feel the need and now I was getting turned on by playing
voyeur as Malfoy masturbated.

Was I really a pervert?

My panties were getting wet, like they do when I start my period, but I know
that it is weeks away. I reached down and found the sensation of my cold
fingers down there startling�but good, very good. It was warm and wet there the
shocks through my body felt better than chocolate tastes. There was so much
thrill in it, thrill of the unknown, thrill of being caught, thrill of being in
a large public library late at night � somewhere I was not supposed to be,
seeing what I wasn�t supposed to see.

I almost gasped as my fingertips brushed against something sensitive. I
retraced my movements and found a small nub between the folds of flesh that
sent shivers down my spine every time I touched it. I started to touch it again
and again, feeling the wetness course through my fingers and the pleasure shoot
through my nerves.

Draco moaned loudly and slumped forward, his purple cock was jerking on its
own, spilling white fluid onto his pants and his hands and the floor. His face
contorted during this, then relaxed. He was breathing heavy and still sweating,
but a look of pure pleasure washed over him and I knew it must have felt like
this.�

Suddenly, I felt hot lava run through my body from that spot in between my
legs. The sharp sensations ran through me and I closed my eyes and bit my lip
to keep from crying out. My body felt like it was singing, singing for joy, but
I had never felt joy like this before.

Draco muttered a cleansing charm over the mess, fastened up his trousers and
walked out, taking the candle with him.

I stood alone in the dark, my hand still in my knickers, thinking resolutely: I
must find out more.

Tbc�
- 1
- 2
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Adult-FanFiction.Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction.Net

Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.

While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.

All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.

Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!

Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo

The Price Of Knowledge