Forbidden Paths

Chapter10

Draco made his way to the Great Hall after flying for a half and hour. He walked in and saw Hermione sitting all by herself. Where are the Potty and the Weasel he thought to himself. He sat down and helped himself to some food. He talked a while with Montague and Bletchley. But when he saw Hermione rise from the Gryffindor table he wolfed down the rest of his food and quickly muttered something about studying and followed her out. Of course he, thought, she’s going to the library, as she began to climb the familiar steps that led to the Library. He followed her but not too closely. She walked into the Library smiled at Madam Pince and made her way to her room.

Draco watched the bookcase melt away and spring back like new. He went to the familiar bookcase and pulled the blue book. She was sitting at her table and he walked in and in his most mature voice he said, “Hello.”

She jumped slightly but then a smile crept on to her face. “Hello,” she said matching his voice tone. She turned around and locked the door behind him. She grabbed him around the waist and pulled him in for a kiss. Before there lips met she said, “Where were we?”

She pulled him closer so she could feel him. He grabbed her face and kissed her long and hard. She opened her mouth and he quickly depended the kiss. He picked her up with ease and placed her on the table. She once again wrapped her legs around him. He snaked his hands up her shirt and they literally finished where they left off. Hermione opened Draco’s shirt. And rubbed his chest. She moved her kiss from his lips to his neck and worked her way down.

When she reached right above his waistband Draco muttered, “Hermione, no,” he lifted up her head and slowly whispered in her ear, “Not yet.”

They continued kissing for a long time. They moved from the table to the couch. Their breath came in ragged gasps. Hermione felt him underneath her more frequently as they grinded themselves together.

A half an hour later they pulled apart for the last time. Draco said, “Hermione… I … really need to go. I have lots of homework.” But Hermoine wasn’t paying attention to him her eyes were fixed on his tented pants. She wanted more but he wouldn’t give it to her.

Her eyes trailed on his butt as he turned and left. He left her sitting there with her shirt open and panting.

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Draco decided that he needed a very, very, very long shower to calm himself down. He walked into the Slytherin shower room and stripped immediately. He felt the water splash down his back and he shivered slightly. His mind was reeling.

He knew Hermione wanted to take things further but for some reason he didn’t. He had already had sex and afterwards he wanted nothing to do with the girl. He wanted Hermione to be around for a while. He was scared that maybe after he came he wouldn’t want her anymore.

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Hermione walked to the Common Room her clothes still a little mussed. Her knees were a little wobbly but she could walk all right. She walked in and saw Ron snogging some Gryffindor fifth year that Hermione didn’t know. She cleared her throat and the girl sprung apart from Ron as if he were on fire and raced up her dormitory steps.

“Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to make her run,” Ron was glaring at her and he trampled up the stairs towards his own dorm. But Hermione didn’t care if he was mad at her. She was floating on cloud 9 and she didn’t ever want to come down. She kept imagining all the wonderful things she could be doing with Draco right this second

She sashayed her self over to the couch and ran over the day’s events over and over in her mind. But there was a small voice in the back of her head that kept asking her ‘Why was Draco holding back?’

Just as she began seriously pondering that thought Harry walked in with a huge hickey on his neck. “How’s Cho?” Hermione asked a smile playing across her face.

Harry looked a little nervous and said, “Why do you ask?”

Hermione beckoned him over tr anr and reached over and touched his neck and for some reason Harry leaned forward and planted his lips of hers Hermione was slightly taken aback but then she began to enjoy it and opened her mouth for him to deepen it. Which he did and he pulled her close like Draco did. Hermione felt at home again with…Harry.

She broke the kiss immediately and looked at Harry with an outraged look on her face. Then she began to panic. “Oh my god! Harry what did we just do?”

“This,” he leaned forward and kissed her again. She was surprised again so it took her a while to pull away.

When she did she said, “Harry no! You’re going out with Cho. I’m with Draco. We can’t be doing that.”

“Cho and I broke up,” Harry said grimly. He sat on the couch and adopted a croaky voice, “I saw her snogging some guy. I think it was that bloke Zacharias Smith from the D.A. meetings last year. She looked so happy with him,” Hermione saw a tear silently slide down Harry’s cheek.

“But where is that from?” Hermione said pointing to the hickey on Harry’s neck.

“That’s about a week old. I tried vanishing it but it keeps coming back. I think it’s to remind me about… what I lost,” he croaked.

“Oh come here,” Hermione pointed her wand tip to his neck and muttered, “Evanesco Bruision,” a light blue light came out of her wand and the mark vanished immediately.

“Oh Hermione,” Harry said putting his face on her neck, “You’re the only girl I can find comfort with so please, please don’t push me away. I need you.” He pulled his face away from her slender neck and he caressed it and kissed her hard.

She opened her mouth and he deepened the kiss. For some reason Hermione wanted to be there for Harry. But a voice in her head said, ‘What aboutco,’co,’ but it was pushed out of her head as Harry’s hand slipped over her thighs. She let out a small whimper and he began feasting ravenously on her neck and she moved her hand to his shirt to unbutton it.

She did as she did with Draco and began kissing her way to Harry’s crotch and unlike Draco he didn’t stop her as her hand moved down toward his waistband he just murmured, “Hermione please, I need you.”

Her hand slipped underneath it and she felt his bulging member. She let her hands do the work as kisskissed him again as he moaned into her mouth so know one would come and see what all the racket was about. As he reached his peak Harry repeatedly murmured, “Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.” He came with a shudder and he flopped on top of Hermione breathing quickly.

“Your welcome Harry,” she said lamely she felt sort of embarrassed and then she put Harry’s arm over her shoulder and toke him up stairs into his bedroom. Ron was still awake. He asked what was wrong but Hermione shook her head slightly. He flopped back down on his bed and Hermione put Harry into his and closed his drapes that surrounded his bed and quietly made her way to her dormitory thinking about how she was going to keep this from Draco.

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Draco walked into the Great Hall the next morning, his thoughts riddled with Hermione. He saw that there was a Muggle dueling club that was going to be arranged very soon. He saw Hermione’s name at the almost topthe the list and then Potter and Weasley and a couple of other Gryffindor kid’s names.

Crabbe and Goyle were with Malfoy so he made them sign up too. This could be interesting he thought. He passed the list and walked into the Hall for breakfast. He glanced at Hermione who made eye contact, grimaced and then looked down at her food. Draco wondered what that was all about but he’d think about it later. There was a blueberry muffin that was calling his name.

Harry hadn’t said a thing to Hermione about the confrontation that they had together last night. He just kept eyeing her like he did last night, with eyes full of lust. She knew that he wanted her but it was for all the wrong reasons. She wanted him too for some reason but she also wanted Draco. She was so confused.

She felt comfortable with Harry because they had been friends for so long. But Draco was so spontaneous that she loved being with him because she didn’t know what would happen next. She smiled at Harry who grinned back at her because of the acknowledgement. She was pretty sure that Ron had no clue what was going on because he kept looking for Hermione back to Harry with a puzzled look on his face.

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Ron said quizzically.

Harry quickly muttered something and busied himself with his food. Hermione gave Ron an appraising look and said, “No.”

“Why not?” Ron said sounding offended.

“Because you will be too grossed out,” Hermione said making stuff up off the top of her head.

“Try me,” said Ron a smirk settling on his face.

“Well, something happened to me last night that a lot of girls experience around my age. Harry convinced me to go to Madam Pomfrey. I’ve finally become a woman,” Hermione said with a false proud voice.

Ron’s eyes widened and so did Harry’s but Hermione shook her head slightly to shush Harry. Ron cannot keep a secret. Plus what they did should be kept private.

“Sorry, I mean congrats, I mean, I don’t know what I mean. You’re right I didn’t and don’t want to know.”

“Come on we have that Muggle dueling lesson outside on the Quidditch Pitch to get ready for,” She looked over at Draco, smiled and then left with Harry and Ron and some other Gryffindors following her out of the Great Hall.