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Fantasies Altered
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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
44,506
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Rain Soaked Confessions (2/?)
Fantasies Altered (continued)
Title: Rain Soaked Confessions (2/?)
Pairing: D/Hr/B
Rating: NC-17
Author’s Note: Since everyone begged so nicely here is another installment of Fantasies Altered.
Hermione sat watching the clouds rolling by, the weather was as miserable as she felt. Lightening flashed across the cloud filled sky.
She was horribly confused by the events that had occurred a few days prior. Blaise and Draco had taken turns bringing her to the heights of pleasure, highs she never thought possible to find with a lover let alone two. She was open to everything they proposed to her that night and being filled by both wizards at once now left her with the feeling that it woulder ber be the same for her. She would never be satisfied with a single lover again.
She hadn’t seen either the Head Boy or his ferret of a friend since that night. She purposely avoided them both, choosing instead to hide in the library or in Gryffindor Tower with her friends. Harry and Ron who true to form, never noticed anything different but she did catch Ginny, Lavender, and Pavarti giving her odd looks from time to time and she should have known something was up when the three girls had their heads together at dinner.
Thoughts of what her dorm mates might be up to left Hermione’s mind when she looked up from her plate and found the hard, assessing looks coming from the Slytherin table across the hall. She watched as Blaise said something to Draco and the blonde respond with a nod. She panicked when they both rose from the table and started across the room toward her. Hermione used Harry and Neville’s shoulders for support as she quickly got up from the bench and flung a hasty excuse about needing to go to the library over her shoulder as she hurried from the Hall. Once she was sure she was out of sight she made her way outside into the storm.
She found shelter after a quick dash through the pelting rain at the one place she was sure no one would think to look for her. She took out her wand and performed a quick scourify then sat down in the corner of the landing halfway up the stairs to the teacher and visitor seating on the Gryffindor side of the Quidditch Pitch. She pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.
There she sat watching the storm thunder on. She wrestled with herself over her encounter with the two Slytherins. She was alternating between chastising herself and patting herself on the back. What was she thinking? Malfoy and Zabini, the self-proclaimed princes of Slytherin shagged her rotten and she liked it. Merlin above, she actually liked it.
“Hermione?” Ginny’s voice floated up the stairs. If anyone was going to find her it was going to be Ginny.
“Yes Gin, I’m here.”
Huffing and puffing her red-haired friend came into sight. “Did you have to hide up quite so many stairs?” she asked as she sat down next to Hermione. “So tell ‘Aunt Ginny’ what’s wrong.”
Hermione knew better than to try to deceive her insightful friend. “Promise me you won’t tell Lavender or Pavarti. I love them but they can not keep a juicy bit of gossip to themselves.”
“All right Hermione, I promise. Now spill.” Ginny said excitedly, her eyes alight with anticipation of Hermione’s scandalous tidbit. “What is it that has you twisted up in knots?”
Hermione stared holes into the fabric of her school robe. “The other night after the DA meeting I got caught sneaking back into my common room by Malfoy and Zabini but not before I saw them snogging each other senseless.”
“Ok that doesn’t sound so bad,” Ginny said with raised eyebrows knowing instinctively that there was more to come.
“Theyshaggedmerottenallnightlong.” Hermione said in a rush.
“Ok Hermione, once more but this time slow it down a bit.” Ginny said with a laugh.
Hermione sighed, “I’m not sure how it happened but one moment I was arguing with Malfoy and the next I was laying on my bed in a tangled heap of sweaty limbs.” Hermione finally met her friends wide disbelieving eyes. “All night long, Ginny. Not just Draco. Not just Blaise. Both of them.”
“Hermione, you little slut.” Ginny shrieked and wrapped her arms around her shocked friend. It wasn’t everyday Hermione Granger was called a slut. “You not only shagged the two most sought after boys in school but you had them at the same time. Hermione you are a goddess among women, a veritable Aphrodite.”
“Yes, she is.”
Both girls’ eyes whipped around to the head of the stairs. There stood Draco and Blaise, both looking a bit damp, their eyes for Hermione alone. Hermione felt Ginny squeeze her arm and slip away leaving the uncertain Gryffindor alone with her erstwhile lovers.
Title: Rain Soaked Confessions (2/?)
Pairing: D/Hr/B
Rating: NC-17
Author’s Note: Since everyone begged so nicely here is another installment of Fantasies Altered.
Hermione sat watching the clouds rolling by, the weather was as miserable as she felt. Lightening flashed across the cloud filled sky.
She was horribly confused by the events that had occurred a few days prior. Blaise and Draco had taken turns bringing her to the heights of pleasure, highs she never thought possible to find with a lover let alone two. She was open to everything they proposed to her that night and being filled by both wizards at once now left her with the feeling that it woulder ber be the same for her. She would never be satisfied with a single lover again.
She hadn’t seen either the Head Boy or his ferret of a friend since that night. She purposely avoided them both, choosing instead to hide in the library or in Gryffindor Tower with her friends. Harry and Ron who true to form, never noticed anything different but she did catch Ginny, Lavender, and Pavarti giving her odd looks from time to time and she should have known something was up when the three girls had their heads together at dinner.
Thoughts of what her dorm mates might be up to left Hermione’s mind when she looked up from her plate and found the hard, assessing looks coming from the Slytherin table across the hall. She watched as Blaise said something to Draco and the blonde respond with a nod. She panicked when they both rose from the table and started across the room toward her. Hermione used Harry and Neville’s shoulders for support as she quickly got up from the bench and flung a hasty excuse about needing to go to the library over her shoulder as she hurried from the Hall. Once she was sure she was out of sight she made her way outside into the storm.
She found shelter after a quick dash through the pelting rain at the one place she was sure no one would think to look for her. She took out her wand and performed a quick scourify then sat down in the corner of the landing halfway up the stairs to the teacher and visitor seating on the Gryffindor side of the Quidditch Pitch. She pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.
There she sat watching the storm thunder on. She wrestled with herself over her encounter with the two Slytherins. She was alternating between chastising herself and patting herself on the back. What was she thinking? Malfoy and Zabini, the self-proclaimed princes of Slytherin shagged her rotten and she liked it. Merlin above, she actually liked it.
“Hermione?” Ginny’s voice floated up the stairs. If anyone was going to find her it was going to be Ginny.
“Yes Gin, I’m here.”
Huffing and puffing her red-haired friend came into sight. “Did you have to hide up quite so many stairs?” she asked as she sat down next to Hermione. “So tell ‘Aunt Ginny’ what’s wrong.”
Hermione knew better than to try to deceive her insightful friend. “Promise me you won’t tell Lavender or Pavarti. I love them but they can not keep a juicy bit of gossip to themselves.”
“All right Hermione, I promise. Now spill.” Ginny said excitedly, her eyes alight with anticipation of Hermione’s scandalous tidbit. “What is it that has you twisted up in knots?”
Hermione stared holes into the fabric of her school robe. “The other night after the DA meeting I got caught sneaking back into my common room by Malfoy and Zabini but not before I saw them snogging each other senseless.”
“Ok that doesn’t sound so bad,” Ginny said with raised eyebrows knowing instinctively that there was more to come.
“Theyshaggedmerottenallnightlong.” Hermione said in a rush.
“Ok Hermione, once more but this time slow it down a bit.” Ginny said with a laugh.
Hermione sighed, “I’m not sure how it happened but one moment I was arguing with Malfoy and the next I was laying on my bed in a tangled heap of sweaty limbs.” Hermione finally met her friends wide disbelieving eyes. “All night long, Ginny. Not just Draco. Not just Blaise. Both of them.”
“Hermione, you little slut.” Ginny shrieked and wrapped her arms around her shocked friend. It wasn’t everyday Hermione Granger was called a slut. “You not only shagged the two most sought after boys in school but you had them at the same time. Hermione you are a goddess among women, a veritable Aphrodite.”
“Yes, she is.”
Both girls’ eyes whipped around to the head of the stairs. There stood Draco and Blaise, both looking a bit damp, their eyes for Hermione alone. Hermione felt Ginny squeeze her arm and slip away leaving the uncertain Gryffindor alone with her erstwhile lovers.