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Precious Mudblood	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 79302 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
- 1-Precious Mudblood
- 2-Ch 2
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
- 16-Ch 16
- 17-Ch 17
- 18-Ch 18
- 19-Ch 19
- 20-Ch 20
- 21-Ch 21
- 22-Ch 22
- 23-Ch 23
- 24-Ch 24
- 25-Ch 25
- 26-Ch 26
- 27-Ch 27
- 28-Ch 28
- 29-Ch 29
- 30-Ch 30
- 31-Ch 31
- 32-Ch 32
- 33-Ch 33
- 34-Ch 34
- 35-Ch 35
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- 37-Ch 37
- 38-Ch 38
- 39-Ch 39
- 40-Ch 40
- 41-Ch 41
- 42-Ch 42 (edited. longer)
- 43-Ch 43
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- 45-Ch 45
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She entered the bedroom to find Harry
lying naked on the bed, leaning up against the headboard, his lean hard body
curved, one leg straight in front of him while the other bent at the knee, with
his arm propped on it.�

He looked pensive and shot her a cold look.�

She stopped, unsure and Ron
stepped through the door at her back, walking up to her and standing far too
close.�

His erection tapped at her thigh accidentally and she hopped forward skittishly
glancing over her shoulder.��

She felt a strange empty aversive
feeling.. She didn�t want to be here.� Didn�t want to do this.� It was somehow worse than everything that had
come before..�
She wrapped her arms around herself miserably.�

�Come here, Mione�� Harry said softly,
almost sympathetically.� There was a
tight worried expression on his face when she looked at him.�

She obeyed robotically, moving to
the bed and climbing up next to him.�

Ron followed behind her eagerly and Harry turned away from her to look at him
stonily.�

�No, Ron.� On
your knees and wait there.��

Ron made a frustrated annoyed face
which swiftly turned to pain and fright as he clutched his arm to his chest and
dropped to his knees, yelping.�

Harry turned back to her and
looked at her carefully, appraisingly, raising his hand to stroke her
cheek.� �Is it too much?�� he murmured,
sounding concerned.�

She looked at him with wide slightly crazed eyes.�

He reached out and caught her shoulders, urging her closer.� She resisted for a second and his face
displayed equal parts worry and irritation.�

Abruptly he grabbed her and threw her down on her back on the bed next to
him.�

She froze,
her entire body stiffening in dread.�� Harry
was leaning over her with a determined expression.� His eyes moved down her body with a
possessive appreciative glint.�

Cautiously he shifted himself, his hand lay both
calming and restraining her on her chest between her breasts, as he moved to
straddle her.�

�Just let it happen, Mione.� I�ll make sure you come hard� he murmured as
he leaned down.�

�You don�t have to do anything..� Just let him kiss you..
Let him taste you.� That�s all.� I don�t know what you�re being like this for.. at one time you wanted to kiss Ron.. You wanted to be with him.� Now you can.�
You can be with both of us.�

Well...� sort of.�

So long as you remember that you�re really mine.�

We�ll see how it goes.� If it doesn�t
work, I�ll obliviate him and we can chalk it up as a
mistake.��

She heard a faint whimper from the
floor where Ron was.

Harry smirked nastily.�

He reached up and took his glasses
off, folding them and levitating them to the side table.�

Without them he looked different.� Older.� Harder. With his black messy hair so long now he actually
looked faintly like Tom.�

Harry smirked and gestured and his bright green eyes were replaced by red slitted ones.�

She shrieked, not expecting
it.� It was more than disturbing.. like this it looked like they
were brothers or something.�

Harry was laughing.�� He turned to Ron and asked, obviously
thoroughly pleased with her reaction,

�what d�ya think, mate?� Is it a good look?��

She could only see Ron�s head above the edge of the bed but she saw him gape
and turn a bit green.�

�no, Harry�� he
said faintly.

Harry frowned at him as if to call
him a spoilsport.�� No?� Maybe its
just not finished?�� He said, looking
back at Hermione, who was trying to burrow into the bed with her shoulderblades.��

He brought his hand down his face and the tanned brown colour seemed to flow
out of his skin till he was pale like marble.��
It was horrible how similar he looked to Tom, although their features
were not at all alike.�

Harry sneered at her.� �Do you like me
better like this?� Do you want me
now?��

She shook her head frantically.�

He looked at Ron again, who seemed to be having trouble breathing.��

�Come here Ron.� I want you to lie down right here.�� He pointed to the bed by Hermione�s right
side.�

Ron just shook his head desperately.�

�No.. No
I can�t, Harry.� please..
take it off.. I can�t move when you look like that.. please stop it..��

Harry blinked red snakelike eyes
slowly, grinning, obviously greatly entertained by the paralysis of his two
best friends. �

�Well..Merlin.. if you�re going to be a great
big baby over it.�� He flicked his hand
to cancel the glamours and they shimmered off to
reveal normal Harry again.�

It was an immense relief, Hermione found.�

What the hell was Harry playing at � he hated the idea of Tom..
hated her even thinking of him.. now
he wasn�t just recreating her time with him, her encounters with Severus and Tom,
he wanted to look like him too?�

She wasn�t sure whether he had done it to unnerve her..
or because he really wanted to see what it felt
like.�

Surely it was just to mess with her..�

The bed dipped as Ron climbed up
beside her.� He looked at her like she
was something to eat.�

She suppressed a facepalm because in this case she was, obviously.�

Harry watched them both
calculatingly.

Ron was visibly itching to touch
her and only the barest thread of self preservation was holding him back.

Hermione scoffed at him.

�You know.. you�re not going
to be kissing me now, Ron.� You�re going
to kiss Harry first.� That�s how it
goes.� That�s the little skit we�re
acting out��

Harry smiled widely, seeing she
had finally got with the program like he wanted.�

Ron in contrast looked confused
and somewhat disgruntled.� �Whaddaya mean?� Harry said-..��

She smiled gleefully, enjoying a
moment of schadenfreude.� Ron hadn�t realised yet that he was about to
be unceremoniously deflowered by his former best friend.�

�Ron.. Harry offered you something because he wanted to play a little skit out, and
you were necessary for it.� That�s
all.� Your getting to be with me is
actually only incidental.� He really just
wants to fuck you.��

Ron�s jaw dropped aghast and his
head spun to look up at Harry in disgust and disbelief.�

Harry was smirking. �He seemed accepting
of her tormenting the redhaired boy, provided she
played along like a good girl and didn�t ruin things for him.

�..Harry?�� Ron said anxiously..�she�s having me on, right?� Cause I don�t.. I�m
�I�m not gay, mate..
I .. I don�t like blokes that way...�

Harry leaned down and reached out
a hand, brushing Rons hair
out of his eye.�

�Course you�re not gay mate.. you want to fuck Hermione, don�t
you?� Obviously you�re not gay.��

Rons eyebrows had quirked at Harry touching his hair
like that but now he breathed a massive sigh of relief.

�Merlin you had me worried for a second there, Harry.� After you..well.. with your magic and.. ��

Harry�s smile turned feral.�

�She�s right though.� I am going to fuck you..��

Ron stopped mid sentence and went
white.� His mouth gaped like a fish out
of water�

�Don�t worry, mate.. you�ll like it.��

Hermione felt Harry uncurl his
magic again, only this time it was so much stronger with him straddling her, so
much of their skin touching.�

So close to her core.. it
felt like a vast red sharp flare, gripping her insides and twisting..

It felt like need.. almost
like the spell in parseltongue.�

She gasped and shuddered and Harry turned to her, leaning down and pressing his
body against hers..

the sensation increased a hundred-fold and she
squirmed beneath him.�

Harry smiled, enjoying it and
dropped his face to her throat, kissing and then sucking at her pulse
point.�

She sighed and turned her face to him, lifting her arms and wrapping them
around his neck.� Harry�s mouth wandered up
to her ear and he breathed �I love you, Mione.��

She put her hands on the side of his face and guided him to her mouth so that
she could kiss him.�

When he finally pulled away she
noticed that Ron had scooted closer to them both and was watching them with an
agonized needy expression.�

Harry rose up slowly like a cat
and tilted his head at him with a small smile.�
She felt his magic increase and let her head fall back, bathed in it,
reaching with her hands to scratch down his ribs teasingly.�

Ron had turned on his side and leaned in, breathing heavily through his mouth
and looking like he couldn�t believe it.�

Harry growled at him, low.� �Kiss the one you want, Ron..��

Ron�s brow furrowed and he looked down at Hermione, licking his lips nervously.� She turned her head lazily toward his and
arched slightly..

�It�s not me you�re feeling now Ron� she sighed in pleasure.�

Rons shaggy head swung back
to Harry, confused, only inches from him now.

Harry reached a hand out, extending a single finger and touched it feather
light to Ron�s neck.� The effect was
extreme..

Hermione realised that Ron must be
even more succeptible to Harry�s magic than herself,
when his head immediately fell back and he groaned.� �Oh Merlin..� Harry.. ��

Harry chuckled and removed his finger.�
The next second Ron had launched himself at him, knocking him off Hermione
and onto his back across the bed.�

Ron lay on him, his hands grasping and clutching at Harry�s body desperately
while they kissed like nifflers in heat.�

She sat up to watch them, something between amused and turned on.� Their hard cocks rubbed together as they
wound and groped each other.�

She realised that Harry could not
get what he wanted.� It was not the same,
could not be the same.�

He and Ron were only just discovering each other.� Tom and Severus had learned every inch of
each other decades ago. �

She wondered if she should try to
join them or if she could get away with leaving them in here and going and
reading a book.�

Just at that point Harry suddenly flipped them both, almost preternaturally
quickly, and sat up, straddling Ron.�

He half turned and looked back at her with a wry expression.�

�Impatient, Mione?� Come here.�
Come and see him..��

He held out his hand to her and
after a moment she took it.. feeling
that bubbling exciting red energy flow into her through his fingers again.. It
was simmering.. low.. but it fizzed through her veins making her feel wild.. intoxicated.. filled with an almost
childlike sense of daring.�

She crawled over to them both, kneeling beside Ron.�

He seemed to very nearly glow with an innocent apricot kind of vibe, his hair
was tossed around his face and he looked up at her awed and dazed.�

�Kiss me, Mione..�
he mumbled and somehow, naked and rubbing his cock against his best friend
absently, he still managed to blush pinkly at her because he�d asked for a kiss.��

She felt tickled somehow and leaned down and planted a tiny kiss on his
nose.�

He moved his head, trying to catch her mouth with his but she moved back,
smiling down at him.�

Ron was..cute.
�

�She thinks you�re cute, mate�� Harry chortled at Ron.�

Ron smiled a wide goofy grin at Harry.. �I�m cute?� Really?�� he turned to Hermione raising his eyebrows.� �cute? �Really??! �Kiss me again!�
Kiss me for real this time.��

Hermione bit her lip, feeling uneasy butterflies.� She couldn�t kiss Ron.� It struck her suddenly
how ridiculous this thought was.�

She couldn�t kiss bloody Voldemort.. or her professor or a vampire
for god�s sake.. or HARRY.� Ron was probably about the most normal person
she could kiss.� She�d kissed him before, back when things
were normal and reality hadn�t fallen on its arse.�

Harry was watching her with a
strange expression on his face.��

She leaned down and pressed her
lips gently against Ron�s.�

The kiss was entirely unlike the one he�d been sharing with Harry.� Ron reached up automatically, winding his
fingers in her hair.� His eyes were
closed.�

He kissed her again.. light,
chaste kisses.� She probed at his lips
with her tongue and he opened touching the tip of his tongue to hers before
deepening the kiss and twirling his tongue around hers, deep in her mouth.�

When she pulled back and bit his top lip gently she thought she heard him mewl
weakly.

She lifted her leg and slipped it
over Ron, seating herself directly in front of Harry.� She heard him make a pleased, surprised sound
behind her and felt his hands slide onto her hips, pulling her back slightly
against him.�

His cock slid against the crack of her ass when she leaned down and went back
to kissing Ron.�

She rubbed herself against the tip of Ron�s cock, which was pressed down
against his abdomen.� He moaned something
unintelligible into her mouth, moving his hips and obviously trying to free
himself sufficiently to impale her.�

Harry had leaned down and was
tracing kisses down her back.� She felt
herself dragged slowly back by Harry�s hands on her hips, down Ron�s body till
his entire cock was above her pussy.�

Ron was straining up to continue
kissing her, propping himself on his elbows.�

She was gently pushed down against
Ron�s chest and then she felt Harry�s cock teasing at her pussy, probing at the
slick wetness around her hole.� He pushed
until the head of his cock slipped into her and held it there, sweeping her
hair to the side and running his hands down her spine.�

His cock just barely inside her was filling her with a feeling of not quite-ness..� of dissatisfaction
and she tried to push back to force him in deeper but he held her in
place.�

She felt him place his hand very carefully on her lower back and was wondering
why when a sudden flare of Harry�s magic roared into her where his hand lay,
shooting up her spine and seeming to explode in her head.�

In the same moment he thrust into her hard, bottoming out against her
cervix.�

She screamed into Ron�s mouth and
he released her, alarmed and disorientated, not realising what Harry had been
doing.��

Harry was thrusting into her hard
and she just started to get into his rhythm and move with him while Ron looked
up at her bemused when he suddenly pulled out and pushed her forward.�

Ron jumped beneath her at the feel of Harry�s hand on his prick and then Harry
was guiding him into her.�

He slid home with a throaty moan of unexpected satisfaction, pulling out and
thrusting back in slowly, his hands on her hips and head tossed back and to the
side in pleasure.�

She whirled and looked at Harry,
alarmed.� He smirked.

�Things change, Mione.� You�re
right.� We�re not them.� I already took your virginity and I�m pretty
sure Ron isn�t going to be that flash at oral sex.�

Ron, who had been groaning something along the lines of �oh fuck Mione.. so hot..wet..�
suddenly lifted his head and frowned.� �Hey
� I heard that!� That�s..
not true!!��

He tried to glare but his eyes were slightly out of focus and he moved a little
faster.�

�Don�t listen to him , Mione.� I�ve got the fastest tongue you�ll ever find�

He looked at her earnestly and she smirked and leaned down to kiss him again,
starting to move up and down on his prick.. He just panted
and gyrated his hips, which felt good.� It felt like he was touching different places
in her.. the angle changed
each time she lowered herself.�

She was getting into it and
starting to feel her climax building when Harry, who she realised she�d
entirely forgotten, suddenly grabbed her by the waist and pulled her off Ron,
tossing her onto her side up by the pillows.�

Ron found himself thrusting at air and sat up, shooting Harry a �what the
fuck?!� look.�

Harry responded by twisting her
feet out and apart, flipping her onto her stomach and stretching her.�

She looked back over her shoulder at them, not sure whether Harry was angry or
playful.�

Harry grinned at Ron and gestured toward her as if he were ushering him through
a door.�

This message didn�t require a
translator.�

Ron didn�t wait for Harry to change his mind and possibly came close to
breaking the sound barrier with the speed at which he�d righted himself and
leapt upon her, pulling her ass up into the air and plunging back into her, his
hands gripping her hips hard as he flung himself into her roughly.� She found she liked it..� a lot..

�Fuck..Mione.. you�ve got a hot little cunt!� he growled, their bodies
slapping together loudly.� �If I�d known..��

At that point Harry gripped her
ankles and ripped her legs backward, dropping her down on the bed and causing Ron
to fall too.�

Ron yelped loudly, unnerved.

She looked over her shoulder from her position on her belly.� Harry was kneeling behind the slightly raised
arse of Ron and had his hand somewhere in the region she supposed his anus to
lay.��

Ron was scrambling� to
try to get up but Harry put his hand on the middle of his back and held him
there.�

�Calm down Ron.� You�ll like this.��

Ron yelped again and jerked deeper
into her in an effort to get away from Harry�s fingers.

�OW!! Harry.. stoppit...
don�t do that.. It�s.. It�s wrong.. stop.. I don�t like it..� he started to say angrily..but fear
crept into his voice.��

Harry frowned and kept pumping his fingers into Ron�s arse.�

�Relax mate.� You�re getting to fuck Mione.. and now I�m going to fuck you.. � �he hesitated.�

�if you want.. I can use a spell.� It�ll make you want it..
everything will just feel amazing to you.. It�s like.. a lust potion��

Ron half turned and looked at him,
frightened.� �Harry..
you don�t need to cast any spells on me � just don�t
bloody try to stick your dick in me! That way I won�t need any ruddy lust
potions.��

Hermione�s neck was starting to
hurt from looking around at them both and she turned and buried her head in her
hands to take the strain off.

She could feel Ron had softened inside her.�
She said slightly muffled,� �Ron.. You have to..
or else we won�t all be together.. It�ll be just me
and Harry, like the horcrux said.� Harry
will make you forget and you and I will never...ever.. be
together again.��

Ron gasped distraught.� �But ..but Mione..�
he moaned unhappily from somewhere around her shoulder.�

�Its.. gay!!. I�m not
bloody gay!!.��

He suddenly jerked as if an electric shock had gone through him and she felt
the swell of Harry�s magic.�

She felt it radiating from him, but she also felt it transferred through Ron�s
skin somehow faintly. �

She raised her head and looked over her shoulder. �Ron�s eyes were so wide she could see the
whites all the way around and his spine was stiff as a broomstick.�

She knew..
just knew
that Harry had had his fingers deep inside Ron when he�d done it and she
couldn�t even begin to imagine what that might feel like for a guy.

Ron had been holding his breath
and now he let it out and whimpered, moving his hips slightly, pushing back
against Harry, who she heard snicker.� �

The magic increased and Ron moaned, bucking his hips mindlessly.�

�Do you want it, Ron?� Harry asked
in a low growl.�

Ron said nothing but his cock,
which had slipped out as it softened, prodded around her pussy as he tried to
find the way back in.� He found it and
forced his way slowly in.�

It wasn�t smooth, she�d gone a little dry and no
longer felt excited.� Ron shoving his
cock back into her just felt like an intrusion.�

She ducked her head and cursed inwardly, hoping he�d get it over with.� Ron didn�t seem to care, or perhaps he didn�t
even notice.� He just pumped away at her,
his breath starting to speed now.�

It hurt.� She willed him to hurry up and
cum.�

She heard Harry groan,
aggravated.�

And then Ron�s weight was suddenly gone and the burning prickle in her pussy
slightly relieved.�

She rolled over and sat up to find
Harry holding Ron face down on the bed, kneeling in the small of his back, his
fist in the redheads hair and a snarl on his face.�

�Ron.. you really are a
selfish git, you know that?� he growled.�
�you knew
you were hurting her and you just didn�t give a shit... and all the while, I�m
dancing around trying to spare you as much pain as I could, trying to make it
feel good for you..��

He turned to look at Hermione, his
eyes glittering green.� �You ok, Mione?��

She nodded, frankly astounded.� Harry
seemed to be ok with hurting her himself but wouldn�t tolerate anyone else
doing it.�

Harry looked at Ron
disgusted.� �I�m not sure anymore whether
this is worth it� he said, speaking to her.�

�Ron�s always been a prat.� It was daft
of me to think it�d be any different.� ..I ..I think I was just trying to get back some of what we
lost.. some of the old days..
you know?� When we were all close.�
Before everything became...complicated.��

She realised she could understand
that.� Harry continued.�

�and I
guess I was also curious.. just about what it would be
like.�

He may have issues about
homosexuality but I think.. I think I like men as well as women.� I don�t know why.. I�ve
been thinking about it lately.� Wondering
how I could find out.

Ron�s got quite a good body and we�re...we�ve always been so close..

I thought it�d be alright if I tried it with him.� I thought he might want it too if I showed
him how good i could make him feel.� �

Maybe it was stupid to think we�d all fit together that way.� It just seemed..�� Harry shook his head ruefully.�

�I�m not going to obliviate him completely Hermione.� I need Ron to help me and Draco with Lestrange.�

Apparently - at least as far as Draco says - this Lestrange
is bad news.� Death Eater
elite.�

He�s dangerous.� Really dangerous.�

Draco has a great plan but I�d feel safer with someone else at my side too if I�m
going to have to take you along to lure him out.� �

Ron, who had been previously
quiescent, started to struggle frantically and seemed to be yelling into the
mattress.�

Harry pulled his head up by his hair and barked ��yeah?��

Ron looked pissy.�

�let me
get this straight.. you bloody wake me up and bring me here to torture me and
make me take your sodding dark mark, then you want to
molest me, THEN you stop me halfway through sex with the girl you bloody know I�ve been after for years and who
YOU stole from me and now you want me to go up against some really dangerous death eater.�

WHAT. THE. FUCK. HARRY?!��

Harry pushed Ron�s face into the
mattress and pinched the bridge of his nose with his other hand.�

�Oh.. I cant be bothered with this
bullshit anymore� he grumbled under his breath.�
�Stupefy� he said in a
conversational tone, as if it was a suggestion.�
The red flash stilled Ron�s movements.�

After a second or two he rolled the boy over onto his back, looking down at him
sadly.�

Hermione saw on his face that he
was more disappointed than he had been able to say.

She crawled over and put her arms around his neck, comfortingly, pulling him
close.� Harry went willingly, enfolding
her in his arms and bowing his head into the crook of her neck, kissing her
sweetly.�

�You know..
you�re the only one i really
need, Mione.. the only one I can trust.� I love you.��
he mumbled against her skin. �

�I love you too Harry� she
whispered and bit her lip.

Harry pulled her to lie on the bed
with their heads on the pillows.� He
lifted his foot to kick Ron off the bed but thought better of it, raising his
hand instead and levitating the boy to the floor at the foot of the bed and
applying a quick incarcerous.�

�What are you going to do about
him?�� Hermione wondered aloud.�

Harry grimaced.� �I guess i�ll
probably hide his mark, walk him back to his room under the imperius,
have him dress for bed and then obliviate
his memories of us after the pizza.� I�ll
suggest that he felt tired and went home.�

At least that way he won�t be so wary of you next time you happen to see
him.��

Hermione nodded.�

After a minute she asked, unsure of herself ��So...�
are we going to bed now or did you want to continue without him��

Harry was quiet for a long
time.� Eventually he said in a listless
voice.�

�I don�t really feel in the mood anymore, to tell the truth Mione.� I had this great idea in my mind of how it
would go and none of it really worked out.�
I didn�t really have the appetite to torture Ron as I would have if he�d
been just some death eater.�

I forced you to do all these things and you did what I wanted but it didn�t satisfy
and now I feel like an arse for asking it of you in the first place.�

I thought I wanted Ron but I�m not even sure of that anymore.� He is just ...so.. thick.. and selfish and he
really really
didn�t want to.��

Hermione frowned.� She hadn�t been too sure of that
herself.� She thought that things might
have gone very differently if Harry and Ron had been alone.� There was just too much going on for Ron�s
limited brain.�

And to have her there would have just
confused him even more.��

She said as much and Harry scowled
pensively at the ceiling.�

�I didn�t want you to go away though, Mione.�
I wanted you to be with
us.� It was supposed to be special.� Meaningful.�

But obviously I�m not as seductive as� lord bloody Voldemort. �� He turned to her
abruptly, his eyes� hard.�

She looked at him, shocked.� �Harry..� you have this.. impression of the way things were � it�s not right!��

He raised a sceptical
eyebrow.�

She bit her cheek indecisively and
went on.�

�I was only actually..with..
him once, Harry.�

And one other time � the time you saw � he was with Severus and Severus was.. well you saw.�

And that was all really.��

Most of the time I spent there I was in a cell having some kind of extended
lapse of mind.� I really only remember a� week and a half of
the time, at most.�

Tom Riddle..and� -
ok � Lord Voldemort too.. are seductive.. but it wasn�t how you seem to believe.�

And while we�re on the subject - I
only ever gave him one blowjob.� I didn�t
learn anything from him. �I wasn�t around him long enough to. �Most of the time I remember I was around Severus.. or Lucius
Malfoy.. or Rodolphus
actually.�� She trailed off.��

Harry was looking at her
sceptically.� He asked unkindly
��Oh come on, Hermione � you�re
like the most repressed person in the world.�
How did you know how to swallow my cock like that if you didn�t spend
all your time there on your knees in front of him.��

She narrowed her eyes at him. �I read Harry.� Books.� You know?�
They tell you how to do things! The Kama Sutra, Edge�s
�Methods of Physical Stimulation�, Rank�s �Sex and Sexual Magic�.� I looked it up when I started to think I
might like Ron..that way.��

Harry sneered faintly, staring up at the ceiling.�

�Yeah well.. whatever.� I just want
to go to sleep.� I have to get up in-..�
he cast tempus and a clock face appeared in the air before him showing
three-fifty am.� �-three
hours.� Unlike you, there are
things I have to do.� I can�t be bothered dealing with Ron right
now.� I don�t have the strength for it.� I�ll say he stayed with you to keep you
company.�

Don�t untie him.� Don�t do anything
you think I might not like.� Just.. read or whatever.�

Talk to him if you like � he won�t remember it later though so it�ll be wasted
breath.��

Harry turned over and started
dragging down the blankets and pulling himself into the bed.� She looked at him sadly.�

�Ok Harry� she said,
resignedly.� It seemed to be all she ever
ended up saying since she�d seen him again.�

She got into bed and slept until Ron�s
shouting woke her.

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