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Don't Ignore Me	By : Kayrox133 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 26350 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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After much delay, here is the next chapter for your reading pleasure. Enjoy! Thank you to NelyaB for the name of the device below. You are amazing! ****************************************************************************************

Hermione was being shaken. Flailing her arms wildly, she opened her eyes to the worried expression on Ginny’s face. She dropped her head in her hands, her back pressed against the headboard as she tried to gain control of her breathing. She vaguely remembered retreating to Ginny’s bed tonight while Lucius was away. Ginny’s arms circled around her and rubbed her back. She laid her cheek on her should and, after a few moments, rasped out “Nightmare, the worst yet.”

For the the last two weeks, Hermione was plagued with nightmares and had tried to distance herself from Lucius. She didn't want him to see the extent of damage the war had done to her. Ginny continued stroking Hermione while she talked about her parents. While they had accepted Hermione's reasoning for removing their memories, it put a barrier between them. She sniffed contemptuously when Hermione called herself stupid yet again and rolled her eyes. Leaning down she spoke softly “Hermione, what's done is done. Your parents forgave you. Quit blaming yourself.” For some reason that triggered a fresh outpouring of tears.

Ginny sighed. This is what happens when a girl has 6 brothers. “Let me hold you and let’s go back to sleep” Ginny curled next to her and sang a lullaby, her arms holding Hermione close as they went back to sleep. The next day, Hermione and Ginny were gathered outside for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Professor Malfoy looked at the small group of students before him. Splitting them into groups of two, he selected an experienced flyer with a less proficient classmate and began handing out brooms. “It is very important that you learn to protect yourself in the air and on the ground. "Failure to do so will quickly result in your destruction against an experienced opponent.” Narrowing his eyes, his gaze swept over the nervous students. “I plan to make each of you into that experienced opponent. Now mount your brooms.”

Each student quickly complied with his instructions. Professor Malfoy quickly grabbed Pansy Parkinson as her broom tried to dump her on the ground. “Miss Parkinson try and control yourself.” He helped her off the ground and cast a calming spell on her broom. “Miss Granger” he barked out as she perched uncomfortably “Please hand me your broom.” Turning with her broom in his hands, he cast simple modification spells and, unseen by anyone, added a little extra special surprise. This would be an exciting class today.

“Now Miss Weasley, show Miss Granger how to mount her broom properly.” Hermione gingerly threw her leg over her broom, sitting up stiffly. After some poking and prodding, Ginny admitted she had done the best she could. It was common knowledge Hermione was scared of flying. Lucius raised an eyebrow at her, not failing to notice Hermione biting her lip in fright.

“While I understand that a flying tumble with Ron Weasley would scar anyone for life, this is something you must improve on. I have placed an anti falling charm on your broom and it will be gentle while assisting you with your assignment today.” This should a;sp help.” With a quick flick, invisible hands held her in place. “They will move with you as you fly.”

Hermione watched as Professor Malfoy assisted everyone, critiquing or complimenting each student. He had mentioned he wanted children one day when she called Malfoy, Draco that is, a spoiled brat when he pulled a prank on of of the first years. What if she didn't want to be a stay at home mum like Narcissa was? What of her own goals? She gave a slight shudder. She knew that was not possible for her.

Realizing Professor Malfoy was speaking, she turned her attention back to him as he explained their objective. “Every duo is to work together to attack another team. This is an exercise to know get to know your partners’ strengths and weaknesses and to play off one another. In the sense of fairness as mandated by the Headmistress there will be no more than two groups attacking another at the same time. I will break up those groups if I so choose. Failure to work together will knock off points to the battle. If your opponent is immobilized, you must see them to the ground and you have the option of going in as a renegade fighter until your partner recovers. The group that wins will get a special trip with me for one afternoon. Now, you have ten minutes to discuss strategy.” Lucius spoke to each group, helping with points of attack and deflection. Hermione and Ginny smiled at one another nervously. They sparred together often and could guard one another while dueling. Bringing this to the air would be a fun challenge. They stretched and spoke in low voices of their opponents, pinpointing their intended targets.

Settling back on their brooms with time to spare, Hermione was held in place by the hands on her hips. Lucius circled the groups, watching carefully for any signs of illegal curses. Lovegood and Goyle were hanging back while others clashed in a cluster overhead, and then attacked Hannah Abbott and Draco.

“Densaugeo” shouted Goyle at Hannah, whose broom began to grow incredibly large while a green light shot out from Lovegood’s wand to hit Draco square in the face. Completely caught by surprise he jerked once, twice, and began vomiting slugs. The other students laughed while he retched over the side of his broom.

While the class was distracted, Lucius slipped his hands in his robes, fingering the box Hermione’s gift came in. He thought of the banner that had caught his attention while in Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes adult only section: Tired of flying that same old route to and from work with your same old attachment? Are you wondering if you will ever join the mile high club? Try the Cumulio Nympho 2000XL Broom Attachment® It pulses, it twirls, and hits all those spots that make you scream! All spells included for a breathtaking experience that will have you flying everywhere instead of using the Floo! Compatible with most brooms, no refunds accepted. The lists of commands included were extensive and would throw Hermione off her recent worries. They all had nightmares from the war. It was exactly why Severus quit teaching to be a part time Examiner for the Ministry. He was bored with making variations of Dreamless Sleep!

Hermione dodged a jinx from Parkinson and cast “Aguamenti” when the ignorant witch shrieked yet another one at her. She smiled as water smashed Pansy in the face, spinning her around. At least she would be out for a while. Hermione’s broom was vibrating below her, likely a cause of the Tarantallegra cast by Goyle. Either way, the side effect was a pleasant one and was making her relax. She was actually having fun while flying! The broom purred against her, then began massaging harder as she deflected a spell from Draco, which, unfortunately, left her back open for a hit from Hannah. She pulled off the tentacles sprouting from her broom handle and tossed them back at the other witch while laughing. She jumped as her broom parted her lips and stroked her firmly. She shot Hannah an incredulous look. This was certainly an unexpected aerial attack!

Lucius watched Hermione from several feet away until he finally caught her eye. Before she could look away, he made a grandiose gesture with his wand and cast the next charm. He couldn’t resist the smirk on his face as her lips formed a perfect O and her eyes widened. Hermione barely dodged the next jinx, casting “Avis” and only causing two finches to fly in Ron’s face. Fortunately they defecated on him, causing him to shriek as that particular robe was a gift from Harry. Waving Ginny over, Hermione explained that she had to get down now, ending in a high pitched shriek as a long firm length pressed in her. Almost sobbing, she explained her dilemma to Ginny, the wretch, who began to giggle and then aimed her wand over Hermione’s shoulder to let a jinx fly. Hermione arched her back as the rubbing on her clit increased, grateful of the hands that held her tight. “I need to fly down now without that bitch Parkinson trying to jinx me” she whispered between gritted teeth to Ginny, who had covered her face with one of her hands.

Noticing her downward descent, Lucius called for five points off their score. Gritting her teeth, Hermione motioned Ginny to move to a defensible position with a building at their backs. They spent the next several minutes with Hermione muttering the occasional charm while Ginny defended them both, casting jinxes and counter curses with ease. Hermione was mainly focused on trying to appear calm and relaxed while she wanted to yell and moan her pleasure. She bit her lips hard and tired to hide behind Ginny while grinding her pussy against her broom. “Ladies” called Lucius, “you need to get moving or you won’t win the challenge. Hermione you need more action and less chatter.” He didn’t fail to notice her white knuckled grip on the broom or the wild look in her eyes. Hermione sneered at him, pointed her wand, and released a shower of confetti in his face and, conveniently, at Goyle right next to him. Lucius ignored her false apology and calmly conjured a breeze to blow away the offending bits of paper.

He let her watch his lips move for the next charm.

Reaching out to Ginny, Hermione writhed on her broom as Lucius returned the favor and showered them with confetti. Hermione leaned against Ginny, unable to do any more than rotate her hips as the invisible hands held her on her broom. The vibrator within her spun in one direction, then another as she gasped. Hidden in the cloud of brightly colored paper and streamers, Hermione panted and gasped out her satisfaction. Holding the broom weakly, the oh-so-torturous instrument left her with one last twist. She did not react as Ginny cast a “Scourgify” and fixed her hair except to grunt a quick “thanks” as the sweat was removed from her brow.

Thanks to Ginny's efforts they came into second place, while the teamwork exhibited by Goyle and Lovegood won the prize. As Hermione shakily swung her leg over her broom, she couldn’t help the huge smile on her face. She began laughing and hugged Ginny causing their classmates to look upon them in confusion. Hermione Granger had actually lost and was laughing? It was almost impossible to believe as the two witches laughed so hard they fell to the ground. Ron watched the two and scratched his head, then shrugged."Everyone loses it sometimes" he thought.

“It’s good to be me.” thought Hermione. “I can’t believe I waited so long to see Lucius Malfoy for the wizard he is.

Later that same day when she returned to look for her favorite bracelet, Pansy Parkinson came across the discarded instruction manual in the field. Casting a detection spell, she snarled as she discovered the owner. “One day,” she vowed, “I will make him regret ignoring me”. Shoving her bracelet in her robes, Pansy went in search of Bitsy. After all, someone had to pay for the loss of her bracelet. It’s not as if the elf scum knew it was in her pocket.
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