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Chapter
5 - Experimenting

As
time progressed Hermione had time to think thoroughly about what had
taken place in her life. Once the bewilderment and guilt over what
her body had allowed and enjoyed
were over, she let her mind reflect over what it meant.

She
didn’t think that something that felt so good could possibly be
so corrupted, because that was the concept she had of sex before
Malfoy, that was part of the reason she had felt so confused by the
things she’d felt in that alley.

She
knew she should have never felt guilty in the first place and looked
for the reason behind that guilt; why she had felt dirty, not for
being defiled but for the pleasure that act had brought to her.

She
first researched for what had physically happened to her body during
that time and what she found out made her research take a complete
different turn. Because according to everything she read, what she
had felt that day was completely normal and actually looked for in
married witches during intercourse.

Under
further investigation she even found out that this was not common for
all witches and that some of them never knew what an orgasm was until
a very mature stage in their lives.

She
noticed how this occurrence was common for witches but not so much
for muggle women…

She
knew she had been raised in a complete muggle environment where
children and teenagers received open counselling about sex and
sexuality. But she had never thought about how she had deprived
herself of any sort of sex education when she entered the wizard
society; in which she had outgrown her adolescence.

She
realized how that society had deeply ingrained in her mind the purity
of witches, and how they should always remain that way.

She
realized as well that most of the guilt that she had carried with her
for letting her body feel pleasure
during the act had been learned during her years at Hogwarts, the
chauvinistic society of wizards, hadn’t let her explore or know
her body the way any healthy muggle teenager would. She realized she
had never had any sexual fantasies or considered the idea of
masturbation and therefore she didn’t know her body, or how it
could react to the right stimulation.

She
blamed her ignorance on that field, for not recognizing Draco’s
advances the first time he took her in that alley.

And
no matter his intentions on that day, she knew she was lucky, she
knew that any other Death Eater with that task wouldn’t have
taken her the way he did.

That
alone was another matter entirely; she still couldn’t
understand his infatuation with her, even though after a while she’d
discovered Draco just didn’t have it in him to be vile during
sex. He was a “pleaser”,
if such a
thing existed. He was turned on just by knowing how much he could
excite his counterpart. That didn’t explain why he was still
looking for her
to have
sex when he obviously had other options available. Not that she was
about to voice her doubts but she couldn’t help but wonder.

Draco,
intentionally or not, had shown her what the moralistic society had
been hiding from her all this time. And it was only until now that
she realized the stupidity of it all and the risks that it presented.

It
was so, that she decided to put an end to her ignorance.

*

And
so as the days progressed, Hermione found herself bedding Draco
Malfoy more times than she could count, if bedding was indeed the
right word, since there was hardly ever a bed involved in their
trysts.

Draco
was always an active participant; he would corner her after classes,
kidnap her during patrols and heed to every note she’d pass his
way with obvious enthusiasm.

They
explored each other’s body, learning things that they had never
been able to discover before.

For
Hermione, everything they did was new, but she embraced her new
knowledge with eagerness; the more Hermione explored the more she
wanted to know. Faithful to her nature, she researched through all
the books she could find about the art of sex. And when she found the
stack in the library shockingly deficient, she committed herself to
figure out how to make the wireless connection of her laptop work
inside the castle. (Yeah she even asked her mother to send it her
way).

The
main problem was that the magic within the walls wouldn’t allow
it to work. The only places where she could continue her research
were in the secret passages that lead to the Honeydukes Sweetshop and
the Shrieking Shack.

After
Draco found out what she was doing, and realized from where his
little bookworm got all her devious ideas, he decided to help. He was
impressed with the muggle gadget she introduced to him, but way more
astonished when she actually managed to make it work in such a
magically charged environment. It seemed like her toy (what
was the name again?) needed
energy to work, and Hermione had been able to make it draw the
necessary energy from magic itself.

After
the first days she spent her time in the Shrieking Shack, Draco
started to bring food with him, as well as charm covers and cots that
transfigured back into rocks or bricks whenever they weren’t
around. They could never be too cautions.

When
he applied the imperturbable charms around the entrance, they decided
to make it their meeting place. Hermione started to leave her laptop
there as well. After a while Draco brought Nott’s camera to the
shack and strategically placed it in front of the covers. She never
confessed to him how fond she really was of the little gear. She
often used it for inspiration whenever he wasn’t around and
suspected he used it that way as well.

*

For
Draco, Hermione was like a new acquired addiction. He had indeed been
with other witches before Hermione, but he reached the conclusion
that none of the pureblooded buffoons were good enough to kiss
Hermione’s feet. Their curiosity, dedication and willingness
put together were nothing when compared to Hermione’s. The
Gryffindor, his
Gryffindor,
excelled on everything she did, as usual, and she did it with such a
passion.

He
had never thought it possible to enjoy being a lab rat, much less
being Granger’s
lab rat.
But he discovered he would give up any job in the ministry, including
being the minister himself, in favour of this particular job. Even if
her next experiment were to consist of chains and whips.

Oh,
and the best thing about Hermione was that after experimenting with
him, she allowed him to do the same with her. She claimed that the
whole point of it was to earn a better knowledge of themselves and be
able to identify what they liked and what they didn’t.

Draco
thought that was utter bullshit since he couldn’t think of
something that he would not
like to do to her, but she would continue with her rant and say they
had to know if they preferred for example being in control or being
the one controlled. Again, Draco wouldn’t mention how he
enjoyed both with Hermione…

He
had accepted that he had grown fond of the mudblood. And since he
couldn’t help wanting her, and Draco was used to have
everything he wanted; he convinced himself that it was his right to
have her, and that he would allow no one, not even the Dark Lord, to
take this particular claim over her.

He
refused to think over all the consequences of this small assessment
or how terrible the outcome could be. Right now, he lived for the
present, and let the future be damned.

*

Unfortunately,
not everything was perfect. You see, when one is having addictive,
breathtaking, mind-blowing sex; it’s hard to think about
anything else, much less concentrate in classes. Who cares about
McGonagall’s lesson when your mind is filled with so much more
interesting recollections?

So, when Hermione found out
that his marks were far lower than usual, she went almost catatonic.

“A Poor?? You got a
Poor?!?! Draco Malfoy, Are you out of your mind?! Just because we’re
involved in sexual activities, it should never mean that you can stop
paying attention in classes. Really, the NEWTs aren’t that far
off, and if you…”

He had stopped listening
there. Not that he had paid much attention to the beginning of her
rant. She was furious, cheeks flushed, fists on her hips, her hair a
little wild. How was he supposed to hear anything? His eyes never
left her lips, moving, imagining…

He finally got a clue of
what she was talking about when, aroused and impatient, he had pulled
her into a kiss and had her push him away. She looked at him straight
in the eyes, and murmured, “Bad marks, no sex,” and left
him alone on the empty classroom.

What the f-?

So that was how Draco
decided not to go to the Hogsmeade visit, and instead stayed at the
castle to study. He had learned that Granger was going with her two
idiotic sidekicks, promising to spend the entire day with them, so
there was not a chance he could corner her to demand an explanation.

His morning and afternoon
were spent in the library doing homework and some other assignments
to get extra credits from the teachers. Around 5 o´clock, he
paid a quick visit to the kitchens and locked himself inside his room
to continue his work.

When
he went to breakfast, the next morning, he didn’t see her
eating with her stupid friends. Hell, he didn’t see the Golden
Trio at all. And he only had to pay more attention to the talks
around him to understand what had happened.

Fate
had decided it was time for him to face reality. And so it was that
the Slytherin prince found himself in the hospital wing, facing a
very pale and unconscious Hermione, the words of Madam Pomfrey
echoing on his head:

“Albus,
I don’t know if she’s going to make it, the curse she
took was very powerful… I’ve never seen Potter like
that; I had to trick him with a calming draught to get him out of the
room. The guilt is going to destroy that poor kid Albus…”

**//**//**//**//**

A/N:
and the plot thickens… hihihihi,

I
hope you guys liked it.

This
was originally a very short chapter, but thanks to my reviewers, and
the advice of scarlet
with extreme,
who told me I needed to elaborate more on how Hermione gave in to
Draco, I was able to edit this chapter.

My
remarkable beta Kath helped me with the last scene, and by that, I
mean she made a 3 paragraph scene into a twelve one! She is truly
magnificent.

Di
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