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Research & Development	By : BooBack Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13780 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: Quite a long chapter for you here. I might not get one up tomorrow as the next one needs quite a bit more editing. I am hoping to have the story finished by this weekend though. Probably 20/21 chapters.
17.
Narcissa Malfoy looked across the table at her son, who was absentmindedly eating a chocolate biscuit while staring off into space. The changes that she had seen in him in the last year had been surprising to both herself and Lucius, but welcome nonetheless. He had become more relaxed, looked healthier than he had been when he was staying with them, had finally cut that ridiculous hair that made him look far too much like Lucius, and his confidence had improved remarkably.
When he had first gotten his promotion at the ministry, he had come to see them and had brought a small bag of gold. He had tried to get her to take it, but she refused. They had enough in their stipend—from the small amount of gold that they were able to keep after everything else was taken from them—to live comfortably in their small cottage.
He’d shrugged his shoulders and accepted her answer, but then over the next few days, she kept finding galleons hidden around the cottage—in the teapot, the cupboard, a couple even in the biscuit jar. Every time he came to visit after that, they would go through the same routine. He would offer some gold, she would refuse it, and then he would sneakily hide it around the cottage for her find later. She was now fond of this game that she played with him and was always curious to see where he would hide it next.
He had been visiting them more often, but then in the last few months his visits had dwindled. But although he came to see her less often, she could tell that he also seemed happier. She had surmised that he might now have someone in his life, someone that was taking more of his time but also making him smile more, and now she knew the truth.
‘Thinking of Miss Granger, Draco dear?’ Narcissa said with an innocent smile.
Draco jerked out of his reverie and looked directly at her, his mouth opening in shock.
‘Surprised, darling?’ she asked. She tapped her chin and he closed his mouth. ‘Imagine how surprised I was when I went to tea with Mrs Parkinson last week and she asked me how elated I was that my son had finally found someone that made him so happy, even if it was a Muggle-born.’
Draco was still staring at her, wide-eyed, and his gaze swung to the door to the lounge, where Lucius was sitting by the fireplace.
‘No, I haven’t told him,’ Narcissa said, answering his questioning gaze. ‘Apparently you brought Miss Granger to Blaise and Pansy’s house when you were visiting a few weeks ago? And Pansy just could not stop gushing to her mother about how good the two of you were together.’
Draco nodded softly, though she wasn’t sure which part of her statement he was answering. ‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ she asked. Again, his gaze moved in the direction of where Lucius was sitting. ‘Is it that serious?’ she asked.
He finally found his voice, ‘It might be.’
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‘Ron, could I ask you a question?’ Harry said. They were sitting in the lounge at Harry’s house, playing Wizard’s Chess.
‘Yeah mate, what’s up?’ Ron said, decimating one of Harry’s knights.
‘I was speaking to Ginny, about Hermione,’ Harry said, not quite sure how to put this. ‘And she said that you never actually slept with her.’
Ron looked up and his cheeks turned a bit pink. ‘So?’ he asked.
‘Just, why did you tell me that she was boring in bed, if you hadn’t actually been with her?’ Harry asked.
Ron sighed and his distraction let Harry take his other bishop. ‘Because it was easier than the truth.’
‘And what was that?’ Harry said.
‘Well, Ginny probably told you then, that I couldn’t…’ he stopped. ‘This was the summer after the war, when we were all staying at the Burrow, remember? And she wanted it, bad,’ Ron said. ‘And I tried, but it was really difficult, you know and when she started crying at the pain, I just couldn’t stay up and I told her that I couldn’t do it.’
Harry nodded, ‘But you could have said that to me. That’s a normal response, I think.’
Ron shook his head. ‘That wasn’t the end of it. This was when my mum had us all staying in separate rooms, yeah, because she didn’t want any grandbabies yet,’ Ron said with a chuckle. ‘But Hermione was staying in the room with the two single beds, and when Charlie showed up, my mum thought it would be fine for him to stay in there. Afterall, Hermione and I were dating.’ Ron shook his head again.
‘She came up to me the next day,’ Ron continued. ‘And actually seemed happy about it. “Ron, Charlie’s taken care of the problem,” she had said to me. “So, we can give it another go.” Apparently, she had been crying in her bed and saying that it was over between us and Charlie had asked how he could help.
‘She thought that I had broken up with her when I said that I couldn’t take her virginity, but I hadn’t meant it that way. Although after finding out she’d shagged Charlie, I really wasn’t happy with her and I told her so.
‘A few days later, I felt bad and thought I should go talk to her and maybe try to make up and see what we could do, but when I went to her room and opened the door, she and Charlie were—’ he stopped.
Harry nodded. ‘Going at it like rabbits?’ he asked.
‘More like badgers,’ Ron said with a laugh. ‘She was yelling and scratching him and stuff and I actually got a bit scared. If that was what having sex with Hermione was like, I did not want to be a part of it.’
Harry gave a chortle at that, having witnessed it himself and understanding where Ron was coming from. ‘I can see why you didn’t tell me,’ he said.
‘Why are you asking, anyways?’ Ron asked, finally making another move on the chess board.
Harry tried to hide his grin but it blossomed on his face as he said, ‘Well, it looks like she’s got a new badger,’ he said with a laugh.
‘Who?’ Ron asked.
‘Malfoy.’
The look of shock, disgust, and then horror on Ron’s face made Harry feel a little better about how he had reacted to the situation, and he smiled as he thumped Ron’s back who was now making a choking noise in his throat.
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Hermione was sitting on Draco’s face.
She groaned at the feeling of his mouth and tongue on her and shivered in delight. He pushed her hips up for a moment and said, ‘Get on with it, woman,’ with a smile in his voice.
She leaned forward and propped herself up with one hand next to Draco’s hip as she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, kissing the head and nuzzling it against her lips. He moaned into her cunt and she could feel the vibrations against her clit. She licked the head of his cock, the tip of her tongue probing at the small hole at the top and then she pushed her head down onto him, moaning around him as he pushed a finger into her, licking and sucking the wetness that was dripping from her into his waiting mouth.
She was sucking him with just as much vigour. She loved this. A position that she had never tried with anyone else, because no one else had loved to eat her pussy as much as she loved to suck cock, and sometimes this would be all that they would need to satisfy each other completely as Hermione always had multiple orgasms from Draco’s tongue and fingers, and Draco always enjoyed when she swallowed his release.
‘Ooh,’ she groaned out around his cock. He had just pushed one of his very slick fingers into her arse as he continued to tongue her clit. She had found over the last couple of months that this was something that she also enjoyed. In fact, just last week, he had finally stopped teasing her with just his fingers and had finally fucked her arse, and though it had been a bit painful at first, the pleasurable feelings had quickly overridden the pain and soon she had been begging for more.
Thinking about it again turned Hermione on even more and she felt herself quickly building towards her first orgasm of the night.
Knock, knock
Hermione sat up, nearly suffocating Draco in the process and quickly moved off of him. ‘He’s here!’ she said with a big smile and Draco just shook his head with a grin on his face.
‘Are you excited, Hermione?’ he asked.
She knew she had a goofy grin on her face, but she had really been looking forward to this and now he was finally here again. She threw on her dressing gown and ran to the front door, opening it to reveal Charlie Weasley. She grabbed his arm and pulled him quickly to the bedroom.
Draco was still lounging on the bed, his face still a bit wet and his cock hard. ‘She’s quite eager, Weasley,’ he said.
Charlie grinned. ‘There’s no problem with that.’
Hermione began pulling the clothes off of Charlie as quickly as she could, almost ripping the buttons on his trousers as she pulled them open. While she was undressing him, Charlie pushed the robe off her shoulder and began kissing and nipping at her neck. She groaned against him. ‘Oh, Charlie.’
The clothes had been shed and they were both naked and Hermione pulled him down to her for a kiss, which he matched enthusiastically. Then she pulled away with lingering kisses. ‘I’m going to finish what I started with Draco,’ she said. ‘And I want you to fuck me while I’m doing it.’
Charlie smiled and nodded at her. She crawled back onto the bed and this time took Draco’s cock into her mouth from the other direction, kneeling between his legs, one hand holding her up and the other on his cock as she settled her mouth back over him.
Draco was groaning again, his hand in her hair when she felt Charlie’s fingers push into her from behind, testing her wetness and pressing forward against her g-spot. She wiggled her bottom against him, moaning around Draco’s cock, which in turn made Draco give out a loud moan. Charlie pulled his fingers back out but soon replaced them with his cock, thrusting himself into her fully.
She was moaning on Draco’s cock again as Charlie thrust into her and she sighed in happiness. She had been waiting for this moment, dreaming about what she wanted to do when they both were here and she was so pleased that it felt as good as she thought it would. She loved how good Charlie felt fucking her from behind and she tried her best to give Draco as much pleasure as possible, but he fell from her mouth as she gave a rather loud groan when Charlie started playing with one of her nipples.
‘Stop,’ Draco said suddenly, which surprised Hermione and Charlie. Hermione looked up at him and he was panting, but had a dark look in his eyes. Charlie had stopped thrusting but held his cock inside her.
‘What’s wrong, Draco?’ she asked.
‘Nothing’s wrong,’ he said, sighing heavily. ‘Come sit on my cock, Granger.’
Hermione looked back at Charlie and he groaned again as he reluctantly pulled out of her and she moved up the bed to straddle Draco’s hips. Draco looked up at her with a grin but she was still kind of annoyed that he had stopped that pleasurable moment. She was sure that they had all been rather close to orgasm. He motioned towards his cock and she grabbed it and slowly slid herself over him, letting out a whimper as she seated herself fully on him. He felt so good.
She began to move up and down on him, riding him for a few moments and he pulled her down to his face to take her lips with his. After a somewhat lengthy kiss, he pulled away but still held her against him. ‘Weasley,’ he said past her ear. ‘Fuck her arse.’
Charlie, who had been standing next to the bed looking put-out because he had been forced to leave her magnificent cunt, looked over to them in disbelief. Hermione also gasped and looked down at Draco’s face with the same expression. ‘What do you think I’ve been preparing you for?’ he asked, thrusting his hips up into her and making her groan out again.
She tilted her head. Thinking back, it had been only a week or so after Charlie’s first visit that he had started talking about how sexy her bum was and how he wanted to take her there. She had gotten all riled up so that when he started running his fingers over the skin back there, she had actually almost begged him to do more. After he had gotten a finger into her, wet with the slickness of her cunt, he had then slowly, over the weeks added more fingers and pushed them harder and deeper into her until that night last week—the night that they had received an owl from Charlie saying that he would be visiting this weekend.
‘Hermione,’ Charlie said from behind her. ‘Do you want me to?’
‘Oh gods,’ she moaned out with Draco still thrusting lightly into her from below. ‘Yes, Charlie.’
‘You should be nice and wet from her cunt,’ Draco said, ‘But if you need more lube, there’s some in the bedside drawer.’
Charlie made his way over to the drawer and opened it to get the lube. He then settled himself behind Hermione and she felt two of his fingers, cold and wet, push into her. Draco stilled and gave her a few kisses as Charlie fingered her back passage. She moaned and wiggled against Draco’s cock inside her. She dropped her head down into his neck as Charlie’s fingers disappeared. Then she felt his cock—thankfully not quite as thick as Draco’s—push into her. She bit down on Draco’s collar bone as Charlie made small shallow thrusts, reaching further inside her with each one.
‘Merlin,’ she said as he kept pushing into her. ‘Oh fuck.’
‘Are you okay?’ Charlie asked, stopping for a moment.
‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Please, don’t stop.’
Charlie pulled out a bit and then, grabbing her hips hard, he thrust into her fully. She screamed against Draco’s neck and she could feel his hands rubbing over her back. Charlie stilled, sheathed inside her bum as she was still fully seated on Draco’s cock and she breathed heavily for a few moments before lifting herself a bit and then pushing back against them both. They all groaned at the feeling and Hermione almost cried out, feeling so perfectly full.
Charlie set the rhythm. As he pushed forward, she would move off of Draco a bit, but then she would push back down on him as Charlie pulled out. Draco was kissing her and grabbing one of her tits and Charlie’s fingers were digging into her hip as he pulled her back against him. Her first orgasm caught her by surprise, hitting her suddenly and strongly, panting between the two men who were filling her completely. But it wasn’t the end for them, and she looked down to see Draco smirking at Charlie over her shoulder.
It was amazing, incredible and she couldn’t think of any other place in the world that she would rather be. She looked back down at Draco again as he pushed his head back in a moan with a smile on his face, thrusting up into her. He was so fucking beautiful.
She looked back at Charlie, who was pushing into her arse in solid strokes and thought that he looked incredibly handsome. They were both so sexy in their own ways, Draco was calculating and passionate and determined. Charlie was honest and open and enthusiastic.
And they could both fuck her right proper—just like she liked it.
Her second orgasm was a slow build, a fire deep in her tummy blazing larger and faster until it ran out of control and burned through her body, leaving her breathless and shaking as Charlie pulled her face around to his, kissing her roughly as he thrust deep one more time and filled her arse. Draco then grabbed her hips and pulled them down against him as he moaned out his own climax.
They fell together in a mass of sweaty bodies and heavy breathing which eventually turned to kissing and groping as they planned the next round.
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‘That’s me away, Hermione,’ Charlie said softly into Hermione’s ear as she dozed, exhausted, on the sofa. His soft voice belied the fact that it was his fault that she had all but passed out on the sofa not too long ago, as he had her draped over the arm fucking her roughly from behind.
‘Thank you, Charlie,’ she said sleepily and he smiled back at her. ‘Thank you.’ he said and she giggled.
‘Until next time, Weasley,’ Draco said from the kitchen as Charlie walked towards the door.
‘See you later, Malfoy,’ and he was gone.
Draco came and sat down next to her, ‘Tea?’ he said, sitting it down on the coffee table in front of her with a couple digestives.
She sighed in happiness. ‘Thank you,’ she said, sitting up and taking a sip, letting the liquid soothe her. The last 36 hours had been amazing, but had also pushed Hermione to almost breaking. She didn’t think she went more than an hour without at least one of them inside her somewhere, and there were several times that it was both of them. And between their cocks and all of the screaming that she had done, the tea felt wonderful on her tired throat.
She sat back on the sofa as Draco sat next to her, his own tea in one hand and the other hand falling to stroke the hair at the back of her head. It was an unconscious and caring gesture and she felt her heart melt as she looked at him.
She suddenly knew what the feeling was that she felt for him. That strong feeling that she had that she couldn’t quite put a name to. It was adoration. She adored him, wholly and completely. She felt like she didn’t belong to herself anymore, she belonged to him. It didn’t scare her, it was her choice, it was what she wanted, but she knew that she had given her entire self to him, body and soul.
But her epiphany was overshadowed by the knowledge that he could never feel the same about her. She sighed and looked down towards her tummy. Especially once he knew about—she stopped. It didn’t matter. She would enjoy it while it lasted and would just try not to cry too hard when it came to an end.
She sighed as she rested her head against his chest, listening to his heart beat rhythmically against her cheek as they just relaxed into each other's embrace.
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