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Choice of the Versatile
Darkness loomed throughout the girls' dormitory, and little else could be heard than the soft breathing of the unconscious female half of the Gryffindor house students. This was quite in order of course, considering it was in the middle of the night. Muffled moans broke the silence this night though, barely loud enough to be heard, but just quiet enough not to keep anyone else than the originator awake. Of course, Ginny Weasley's sound perception was not the dominating sense right now. She had other sensations to keep her awake. She was half sitting against the wall in her four poster bed, the lower part of her body, including her left lower arm, were covered underneath the double blankets her mother had sent with her this year to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, to keep her warm during the nights.

The year in question was Ginny's third, and she had reached puberty at the beginning of it. It hadn't taken her long to figure out what to do with all the tension that constantly teased her, mostly because of the naughty magazines she had got her hands on thanks to her brother Ron's lack in hiding skills. And of course, a bit thanks to Ron himself...

The top half of the pyjamas that usually covered her upper body during those cold nights earlier mentioned was now lying at the foot of the bed, and the fingers on Ginny's right hand was very busy with her naked, perky breasts, hungrily caressing them and rubbing her pink nipples with her thumb and forefinger. Her left hand would have liked to join in, but it was busy working on Ginny's lower regions, slowly rubbing her cunt, going back and forth, legs spread wide. She inserted her index finger and started moving it in and out quickly, her moaning getting just a bit louder, her breathing a bit quicker. She masturbated for a while before taking her wet hand away from her cunt, and bringing it to her mouth. She licked her fingers slowly, and then sucked them, one by one. She had found that her arousal rose greatly when she tasted her own juices. When she had finished cleaning her hand up, she carefully changed position, lying face down on the bed, pulling her blanket over her, ass raised high, head resting on her arms. She covered her mouth with her right hand, as the left searched up her stomach, passing her navel, proceeding to her cunt.

She spread her legs just a bit wider, and then started rubbing her cunt very quickly. A thin stream of her juices trickled down her arm, her hand positively soaked. She hastily brought it back down to her mouth, taking a quick lick before returning it to her cunt. She was close now, she could feel it. She started rubbing her clitoris, as she buried her face in her sheets, her right hand going back to her breasts. Seconds later, she climaxed, her juices running down her arm in floods, staining the sheets by her shoulder. After she had stopped shuddering, she relaxed and smiled to herself. She loved when she came, not only because of the wonderful feelings, but because she loved getting soaked in her own juices. It made her feel so naughty, and she loved being naughty. She slowly removed her hand from her cunt and slowly sat up. She started cleaning her hand up again, like a cat, and then put her pyjamas back on. She laid back, exhausted, and fell asleep almost instantly, a smile on her face.

And two beds away, Hermione Granger grinned, turned the other way, and fell asleep as well.

The next morning at breakfast, Ginny noticed that Hermione, who was sitting across the table, was staring at her, eyes half closed, resting her head on her hands. Harry and Ron seemed to think she was just sleepy, but as Ginny casually leaned first right and then left, Hermione's eyes followed her. Ginny managed to catch her eye for a second before turning away, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw Hermione smiling at her. By now Ginny had lost her appetite, and she fled towards the Gryffindor common room.

"Back already?" yawned the fat lady when Ginny reached the top of the stairs. Ginny didn't bother to reply, and simply gave her the password (Were-snout) and climbed through the portrait hole into the common room.

There were no other Gryffindors there. They were all probably still eating breakfast or attending early morning lectures. Ginny went over to the one of the cozy sofas in front of the fireplace and sat down. Just as she had made herself comfortable, she heard someone else entering through the portrait hole. She didn't even have to look to know it was Hermione. Ginny tensed up, unsure of what would come next, and just stared into the air. Hermione was right behind her now, but Ginny relaxed a bit when she heard Hermione say, in her usual, friendly voice;

"Hey Gin"

"Hey" she replied.

"Are you alright? Are you feeling well?"

Ginny frowned a bit, wondering where that came from, but answered;

"Yeah, I'm ok."

"I mean, are you feeling good?" Hermione said. Ginny tensed again. There was something about the way Hermione had said 'good'.

"Er... I guess..."

"I saw you, you know," Hermione interrupted. "I saw you last night, when you masturbated".
Ginny was shocked. She felt as though her mother had found her dildo in her room when she was watching. Her insides turned icy. She was speechless.

"Ah... I, um... Ok..." She replied helplessly, still staring into space.

"Did..." Hermione began, but a couple of second years chose that time to enter the common room, and she just grabbed Ginny's wrist and whispered;

"C'mon."

Ginny couldn't think well enough to say anything, so she just got up from the sofa and followed Hermione up to the girls' dormitory. Once there, Hermione sat down on Ginny's bed and smiled at Ginny.

"Are you embarrassed?" She asked.

"Er, Yeah." Ginny answered, her face going redder than her hair.

"C'mon, don't be" said Hermione happily. "I do it too you know"

If possible Ginny went even redder. Hermione grew braver.

"So tell me, who do you usually think of?" she said.

"W-w-what?" Ginny gasped.

"Oh c'mon Gin, why not? You gotta admit, this subject is far more interesting than any other boring small talk."

Ginny blushed again, but smiled when she said;

"Er... Mostly Harry."

Hermione and Ginny went into a fit of giggles at this statement. Then Hermione said;

"Harry huh? You wanna know mine?"

Ginny blushed deep red, but Hermione was right. This subject was quite interesting.

"Yeah, tell me," she said, her stretching smile making it hard to talk.

"Hmm. Actually, I have quite a few" Hermione said.

"Who are they?" Ginny asked, her voice turning down to a conspirational whisper.

"Heh. Well, you brother for one."

Ginny was blushing so hard Hermione thought she was going to faint.

"Are you ok?" Hermione asked.

"Uhu," Ginny answered, cooling down a bit, and trying very hard not to think of Ron, and what a good kisser he was. Though it was with some difficulty that she pushed the images of his hard dick out of her mind.

"What? Don't tell me... You fantasise about him as well?" Hermione said, sounding so awestruck that Ginny felt she had to say something, or else she'd die.

"Well..." she said, lowering her voice even more, "Yeah."

"Wow." Hermione said. "Wow. And I thought I was a pervert."

For some reason, they both started to giggle. Then Ginny, fighting down the urge of telling Hermione she did a bit more than fantasise, asked;

"Who were the other ones you usually think about?"

Hermione smiled warmly towards Ginny making her feel very embarrassed.

"What?" she said.

"I think about Harry as well" she said. "And Bill..."

"Wow you sure seem to have taking a liking to my brothers..." Ginny began.

"... And you." Hermione finished.

The colour drained from Ginny's face, only to come back seconds later, making her blush almost violently.

"You... You think about me?" she asked, voice on the verge of malfunctioning.

"Uhu." Hermione said. "You mostly."

"Aah... Er, I... Um..." Ginny tried, and failed. Then gave it another go. "You... You like girls? Me?"

"Why, yes." Hermione said, she herself blushing now. "That's... Not a problem I hope."

Ginny wanted to yell at her, telling her it was of course a problem, then paused. The shock had severed her nerve connections for a bit, but now they returned with full force, and Ginny was amazed of how incredibly horny the aspect of her best friend's naked body against her made her feel. Her panties were positively soaked. Ginny was indeed very horny, but still she was quite surprised when she heard herself say;

"No. I don't think so."

Hermione's uncertainty died away, and she smiled at Ginny, her eyes narrowing, making her look very sexy.

Ginny noticed this, and gasped aloud as she made to move closer, the light touch of the blankets against her crotch making her cum. Hermione watched, dumbstruck as Ginny tilted her head backwards, shuddering in her whole body, still grinding herself against the bed. When she stopped shuddering she brought her head back to face Hermione, and was amazed of how naughty it made her feel, cumming in front of her best friend. Hermione was at a loss of words. After a moment of awkward silence she suddenly found her tongue, and said;

"It certainly doesn't appear to trouble you"

Ginny could simply smile.

"Ginny," Hermione continued, "Does the idea of you and me together appeal to you?"

Ginny's smile got a bit warmer, and she narrowed her eyes. "Yes." she answered simply.

She once again made to scoot closer to Hermione, this time succeeding, and she settled on her left at the side of the bed, leaning her head against Hermione's shoulder.

"I've always seen you as one of my closest friends, Hermione." She said quietly. "But I never thought I'd start to want you."

Hermione smiled, and turned her head to kiss Ginny on her forehead. However, just as she was about to plant the kiss, Ginny straightened up, her face level to Hermione, and kissed her on the mouth. Hermione's eyes widened at how forward Ginny was being. She had laid her arms around Hermione's neck, and was pulling her down to lie on top of her on the bed. Her eyes were closed, and Hermione could feel her purring deep down her throat. Her breasts felt soft against hers, and Hermione was devoured in Ginny's warm, wet lips. She slowly closed her eyes and let herself be pulled down.

Ginny could hardly believe how brave she was being. And it seemed to work too. Hermione was lying on top of her on the soft bed, and her tongue was indeed very busy in Ginny's mouth. Ginny licked back, and got an explosive response. Hermione slid her right hand down to Ginny's waist, heading towards her pants and Ginny was startled. She relaxed a bit as Hermione's hands turned back, sliding underneath her shirt, caressing Ginny's breasts through her bra, sending shivers of delight through her body. Ginny answered Hermione's attention by sliding her hands down from Hermione's neck to her shapely butt, kneading it slowly through Hermione's pants. She explored the area between her legs from behind as well, and for a second she thought she felt a wet spot.

Just then, there was a crash from the common room, and they both sat bolt upright, watching the stairs. A moment passed, and they looked at each other.

"Probably just Fred or George" Hermione said.

"Yeah"

They sat quite still for another moment, before Hermione spoke again.

"You wanna continue that in a more private place?"

Ginny nodded quickly.

"Then meet me in the common room at midnight tonight" Hermione said, rose, and walked out of the girls dorms, down the stairs to the common room, straightening her clothes and fixing her hair as she went. Ginny could only stare after her.

It was dark once again in the girls common room. Not a sound could be heard. Ginny turned her head slightly and looked at her clock on her bedside table. It had four golden hands, for seconds, minutes, hours and days, and at the moment, they were all standing straight up, at "Sweet dreams", twelve a clock. She noticed a stir in the darkness, a few beds away, and saw a dark figure rising out of it. The figure was just about to pass her bed when it came to a halt and turned towards her. She saw Hermione smile, her beautiful teeth reflecting the moonlight, when she noticed that Ginny was awake. Hermione hurried on, down the stairs to the common room. Ginny wasted no time in pulling her blankets off herself and getting up to follow her. She grabbed her robe and went down the stairs, to find Hermione at the end of it.

"Follow me" she whispered, and turned to walk towards the fat lady.

Ginny followed, just behind Hermione, walking as quietly as she could. When they reached the back of the portrait hole, Hermione turned to face her again.

"I 'borrowed' this from Harry" she said, pulling out the invisibility cloak from somewhere underneath her robe. She motioned for Ginny to get closer, and threw the cloak around them, making them disappear. They then went through the portrait hole, and hurried down the stairs before the fat lady would see wonder what woke her. Ginny had to stand very close to Hermione to be completely covered by the cloak, and by all means, she wasn't complaining. Hermione had an arm around Ginny's waist, making Ginny feel very safe, and she hardly worried at all as they made their way through the darkness that were the Hogwarts corridors.

They managed to get all the way to their destination without getting caught, though they had almost bumped into Nearly-Headless Nick as they rounded a corner, and Ginny looked around. They were standing in front of a statue of a Wizard, who had his gloves on the wrong hands, looking very lost indeed. Hermione went to the door on his right, whispered "Pine-Fresh", and opened it, letting Ginny go in first.

"Wow" she gasped, as Hermione shut and locked the door, pulling the cloak off as she went.

They were in the most luxurious bathroom Ginny had ever seen. It was softly lit by a splendid candle-filled chandelier, and everything was made of white marble, including what looked like an empty, rectangular swimming pool sunk into the middle of the floor. About a hundred golden taps stood all around the pool's edges, all with a different coloured jewel set into it's handle. There was also a diving board long white linen curtains hung at the windows; a large pile of fluffy white towels sat in a corner, and there was a single, golden framed painting on the wall. It featured a blonde mermaid, who was fast asleep on a rock.

Ginny walked slowly over to the side of the pool and turned one of the taps on. A strange kind of purple bubble bath started to come out of the tap, and Ginny giggled. She turned a couple of the other ones on, and gasped as one started to give off blue bubbles, the size of footballs.

"Hermione, this is wonderful," she gasped. "How did you know how to get in here?".

"Harry told me." she answered. "He used this place to figure out the egg".

"How?"

"He listened to the egg underneath the water"

"Er... How did he think of that?"

"I don't know," Hermione said, starting to walk towards Ginny. "He never told me"

Ginny turned another pair of the taps on, and rose. Hermione opened her arms as she got closer and Ginny fell longingly into her embrace.

"Let's slip into something more fitting, shall we?" Hermione whispered into Ginny's ear.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, usually when I take a bath, I wear nothing."

Ginny shuddered as the understood what was coming, and closed her eyes as Hermione cupped one of Ginny's cheeks in her hand and kissed her. Ginny slowly let her hands stroke Hermione's robe off, letting it fall to the floor, and then taking her own off, her lips all the while on Hermione's, their tongues eagerly exploring every inch of each others mouths. Hermione glanced downwards, seeing that Ginny had worn a white top and jeans underneath her robe. Ginny opened her eyes, and froze. Hermione had been wearing nothing but a t-shirt and panties underneath her robe. Hermione smiled at her. She let her hands fall from their place on Ginny's cheeks and moved them down to her pants. One by one, she started to undo the buttons of her jeans, slowly removing Ginny's defences against her hungry hands. Ginny laid her hands on Hermione's breasts, on her t-shirt, and started to caress them, moving the brilliant bulbs of flesh up and down, while teasing her nipples between her fingers. She wasn't wearing a bra. Hermione started to breath faster through her nostrils, and Ginny matched her pace. She moved one of her hands from Hermione's breast and grabbed Hermione's ass again, kneading it very gently. Now, Hermione was done with the buttons on Ginny's jeans, and broke her lips contact with Ginny while moving them down, revealing pink cotton panties. Hermione had to pause for a second to not pass out. Pink panties, with a big wet patch where Hermione would find her pussy. They had to be pink, hadn't they? This made her so horny she was about to pass out. She continued to ease Ginny's pants down to the ground, where Ginny stepped out of them, on foot slowly at a time.

Hermione felt Ginny's warm hands on her cheeks, turning her head up. She stuck out her tongue as she rose, licking Ginny's leg with the tip as she got up, very slowly, until she got to Ginny's panties again. She moved her hands to caress Ginny's but for a second before slowly pulling Ginny's panties off as well, very, very slowly, inch after inch. Ginny shuddered, and Hermione could se goose bumps on her legs. And the she saw the first traces of hair, burning orange, and she slid them down a bit faster, revealing Ginny's swollen pussy. She was incredibly horny. She was practically soaked, and her panties were ruined. Hermione quickly slid them the rest of the way to the ground, and went just as fast back to Ginny's dripping cunt. She looked up quickly, seeing that Ginny had her eyes closed, blushing madly. Hermione leaned forward, and stuck out her tongue again. Ginny could feel Hermione's breath against her and she was so horny that she was about to explode.

Finally, Hermione reached Ginny's cunt, with the tip of her tongue just getting to her clit. Ginny gasped aloud, and she put her hand on her mouth, placing the other one on Hermione's head, stroking her beautiful hair. Hermione started to lick, and Ginny was beside herself, breathing hard trough her hand, shaking her head back and forth in ecstasy. Hermione placed her mouth on Ginny's wetness, and sucked gently. Ginny bit her lip and gave off a shuddering moan, as she came, her hand pressing Hermione in between her legs. Her muscles relaxed, and Hermione was allowed to stand up. Ginny was breathing hard, her eyes half open, and laid her head on Hermione's shoulder. Hermione embraced her, moving her hands up and down Ginny's sweaty back.

"The pool's full" she purred. "Wanna try it out?"

Ginny glanced lazily towards the pool and then leaned back, off Hermione's shoulder.

"Yes!"

She sat down and turned the taps off, and stood up, just about to turn around and offer Hermione to go in first when she felt her hands cup her bre und underneath her top. Ginny gasped.

"Oh Ginny." Hermione whispered. "You are so beautiful."

Ginny didn't answer. Instead she turned her head around, receiving a kiss over her shoulder, while Hermione rolled her breasts back and forth. She eventually broke the kiss and said;

"You wanna go in first?"

Hermione smiled.

"Sure"

She let go of Ginny's breasts, and went over to the other side of the pool. She then took her shirt off, and Ginny was greeted with the most beautiful pair of breasts she could imagine. A bit bigger than Ginny's, Hermione's breasts where glistening with sweat, young and firm, with beautiful pink nipples. She threw her shirt on top of the towels and sat down on the edge of the bath, dipping her legs into the multi-coloured water.

"Mmm," she moaned. "Just the right temperature."

She lowered herself down into the water and breathed out as she wet everything but her head.

"This is soooo nice," she said. "Come on in, Ginny!"

"Are you sure we wont get caught here?" Ginny said.

"Yes." Hermione answered. "Only prefects are allowed in here. The ghosts are not even supposed to patrol here."

Ginny didn't need feel like asking how she knew this, knowing the answer almost certainly being a big, dusty book. Right now she had more important matters to on her mind. She went over to the other side, pulled her top off, and slid into the water as well. Hermione embraced her immediately as she got in, rolling her breasts against Ginny's in the water, giving her a kiss.

"Isn't this nice?" she said, as she broke the kiss.

"I love it." Ginny said dreamily. "It would be worth becoming a prefect, just to get to use this bathroom."

"Well, I'm doing my best to become one, and I'll be sure to take you with me every time I take a bath."

"I love you!" Ginny giggled.

They kissed again, this time a bit more passionate. Ginny slid her hands down Hermione's stomach, down to her panties, and went inside, starting to stroke Hermione along her slit. It was Hermione's turn to gasp. Ginny played with Hermione's nipples using her other hand, constantly kissing Hermione. Ginny watched Hermione's reactions on her touch, and decided the forth play was over for this time.

She smiled at Hermione, and proceeded to insert a finger into her. Hermione gasped hard, and collapsed against Ginny, her hands resting on her shoulders. Ginny giggled, and swirled around slightly, making Hermione breathe very hard, and emit high-pitched squeaks. She laid her chin down on Ginny's shoulder and laid her hands on Ginny's tight bottom, going in between her legs between strokes and finger her cunt from behind. This only served to make Ginny quicken her pace in which she finger-fucked Hermione, who was soon brought to the edge. She squealed out her ecstasy throughout the prefects' bathroom, almost passing out from the combined heat of the water and Ginny's touch.

"Come, let's go to the edge" Ginny said, taking Hermione's hand and leading her to the far end of the pool. "Get up on the side".

Hermione did as she was told, and jumped up from the pool, and sat on the edge of it, her feet still in the water. Ginny slowly slid off her underwear and laid them on the side.

"Spread your legs" Ginny whispered.

Hermione, despite having orgasmed a few moments ago, felt like she would come again, simply thinking about what her wonderful Ginny seemed to have in mind. She did as Ginny commanded, spreading her legs as far apart from each other as she could, revealing a patch of neatly trimmed blonde hair, surrounding her throbbing cunt. Ginny laid her hands on Hermione's hands, as if to prevent them from closing on her, and leant forward. She wasted no time, and immediately started sucking Hermione's pussy, dripping from both the water and her juices, her tongue penetrating as far into Hermione as she could. She had thought this would've been awkward. She had been worried about what she and Hermione would do all day, but now that they were doing it, it just kind of went natural. They understood each other so well, they were like a... A team. All Ginny had to do was lick Hermione as she thought she herself would've liked it, and it worked splendidly, judging by Hermione's reactions. She was gasping hard, holding herself up with her hands behind her, her head facing the ceiling. Ginny kept on sucking. She backed off for a second, and immediately found Hermione's clitoris. She went back into to action, concentrating her efforts on Hermione's clit, driving Hermione insane. She came again, lying back on the floor, holding her mouth with both her hands, moaning loudly.

Ginny jumped up from the water, and crept over her friend, staring into those beautiful, intelligent eyes. Hermione got up and kissed her, putting her hands behind Ginny's neck, pulling her down into her naked embrace.

"That was so good, Ginny" Hermione whispered, breaking the kiss. "You are so good."

Ginny smiled.

"Are you tired?"

"Not really tired." Hermione said. "But I don't think I can take much more"

"Just one last then. Then we'd better hurry back. And this time I'm setting a silence spell over this room, so that I don't have to keep it in". She reached for her wand, underneath her robe, and muttered 'quietus'. "There."

"What did you have in mind?"

Ginny simply smiled, and turned away and around, going back to Hermione's cunt, getting into a regular 69. She was just about to start licking Hermione again when she came to, and started licking Ginny instead. Ginny gasped, and then immediately started licking Hermione back, burying her tongue in her cunt. She lapped Hermione like a cat, bumping over her clit every turn. Hermione was sucking hard on Ginny's pussy, her tongue going in and out as fast as she could. She brought up one of her hands, the one that wasn't caressing Ginny's butt cheeks, and used it to penetrate her even further. Ginny followed her example. They started going faster, and were finding it harder and harder to use their mouths, since they were both breathing pretty hard. Hermione looked sideways for a substitute, her eyes stopping on a bottle of soap, long and round, standing by the wall. She removed her finger from Ginny's aching pussy and, panting hard, reached out and grabbed it.

She brought it back to Ginny and immediately started rubbing Ginny with it, not waiting long before she pushed a bit of it in. Ginny cried out in pleasure. Hermione started going deeper and deeper, faster and faster, until Ginny started moaning, letting Hermione know she was close; she then bent forward again, and sucked Ginny's clit as hard as she could. Ginny came, but without noise. Instead she kept sucking on Hermione, harder and harder, until she peaked, inserting two fingers into Hermione, taking her with her. Then they both screamed out their pleasure, as high as they could, cumming simultaneously.

Ginny rolled onto her side and panted. Hermione was taking long, steadying gasps. A couple of minutes went bye. Then Hermione sat up.

"We should clean ourselves off before we go back." She received no answer, and she looked over at Ginny. She was fast asleep. Hermione smiled, and leaned over and shook awake.

"Ginny, we should bath and clean up before we go back, don't you think?"

Ginny nodded slowly, and they both went back into the water, taking turns in soaping each other in. When they were done, they let the water out and got dressed. Hermione only having her shirt and robe on, since her panties were soaked through after having them in the water.

They dressed as much as they were able to, and, pulling the invisibility cloak back on, opened the door out to the corridor again.

"I love you" Ginny whispered.

"I love you too" Hermione answered.

They closed the door. And moaning myrtle, her eyes bigger than saucers, came out through the leftmost tap and said;

"Wow. You certainly don't see that every day."
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