SLYTHERIN PARTIES

“Fore Play”


It was a typical Monday morning for our seventh year students at Hogwarts. We take a peak into the potions classroom where Slytherin and Gryffindor are currently working on some potion or other that Professor Snape had assigned them. When you look around the room, you will notice that quite a few of the students are sitting with someone from the opposing house, for the most part, all getting along. Snape thought it would be amusing to pair house against house, in hopes of taking off points for disruptions or fighting, and he was greatly disappointed that it was relatively quiet. He stalked to the front of the class to sit behind his desk to grade some unfortunate students papers, making sure to keep an eye out for the class.

Harry and Blaise were paired off together, which they didn’t mind because they were now considered to be on friendly terms, what one might consider to be friends. Blaise liked the fact that Harry was just a normal guy, and not just the-boy-who-lived.

Blaise waited until Snape wasn’t paying attention and nudged Harry’s arm. “Hey Harry.” He whispered.

“What?” Harry asked as he was stirring the mixture in the cauldron; “we need two dragon scales added next,” Harry added as he looked to the instructions written between them.

Blaise added the scales, “you know about the party this weekend, right?”

Harry smiled. “Wouldn’t miss it Blaise. What’s it going to be this weekend?” Harry was wondering what kind of party it was going to be. Blaise’s parties always tended to be on the raunchy side. Lots of drink, a bit of drugs and lots of snogging, and if you were lucky, sex would be involved. Harry had been invited to quite a few of them, the rest of the golden trio had been as well. Ron and Hermione didn’t go to as many of them as Harry, but the few they did go to were memorable to them.

“Well, we will be playing a game that will be sure to get most everyone laid,” he said suggestively.

Harry laughed, “most of your parties end up that way Blaise.”

“True,” he conceded. “I was thinking of asking Draco and Hermione if they wanted to attend the fun.”

“As in together?” He looked to Blaise to see if he was serious.

“Well, they can come separately, but eventually maybe they could get together.” He nodded to the two they were discussing. “Have you noticed lately the way they both sneak glances towards each other?”

“No, I haven’t,” Harry said as he looked to Hermione.

“Well, just watch over the next day or two, and you’ll see what I mean.”

“So you’re playing cupid now?” Harry asked smirking.

Blaise shrugged his shoulders, “they are both stubborn people, they might need a nudge in the right direction.”

Blaise and Harry finished their potion in relative silence as Snape was stalking the room again. They bottled up the sample of their potion and cleaned their area, ready to be dismissed. Blaise waited for Draco, as Harry waited for Ron and Hermione. Harry watched Hermione more closely than usual, as she gathered up her cauldron and books. She looked up and looked around the room, until her eyes met Draco’s, who was also looking at her. She quickly looked away and walked beside Ron to meet up with Harry, who was smiling at her.



The rest of that day and the next, Harry watched Hermione and Draco. Blaise was right in his observations. They tended to always be glancing at each other-- when the other was not aware of it. When they would bump into each other in the hallways, Hermione would blush and hurry in the opposite direction with Draco looking at her retreating back.



About mid-week Harry was sitting in the library with Hermione, working on a report for Defense Against the Dark Arts. “Hermione,” Harry spoke up to get her attention.

“Hmmm?” she mumbled distractedly as her quill was scratching it’s way across the parchment.

“What do you think of Malfoy?” he asked bluntly.

Her quill stopped, but she didn’t look up, “I don’t know. Why?”

“Just curious.”

“He’s alright, I guess. He’s not such a git anymore. Ever since his father was sent to Azkaban last year, he’s become almost bearable.” ‘Let’s not forgot drop dead gorgeous.’ she thought to herself.

“Do you think he’s cute?” Harry asked.

Hermione looked up wondering if he had read her mind, but mentally shook herself and instead asked, “I thought you liked girls Harry.” she smirked.

Harry laughed, “I do like girls, love’em as a matter of fact.”

“Then why do you ask? Did he talk to you about me?” she asked, not trying to look to eager.

“No. Haven’t actually talked to Malfoy in awhile. I know he has apologized to Ron and myself for the trouble he caused us the first couple of years.....”

“Yes, he apologized to me also. Said he was sorry for the whole ‘mudblood’ thing.” She started to gather up her homework, “well, I’m done. I’ll talk to you later.” Then Hermione left the library, her thoughts on a certain blonde Slytherin.

Harry sat for an extra moment or two. ‘She never did admit she likes him. I think I’ll have to visit her dreams tonight,’ he thought to himself as he left the library also, to go find Ron.


That night Harry waited until all was quiet and took out his invisibility cloak. He quietly snuck out of his dorm room and walked up the few steps to the Head Girl rooms. Hermione, to no surprise to her friends, was voted Head Girl for the year and had her own rooms in the Gryffindor tower. He put his ear to the door and listened....nothing. He reached out and slowly turned the door knob and stepped in and stopped. He could see the outline of her body under the covers, as she cuddled against a pillow. He softly closed the door and stealthily walked to her bed, the moonlight coming through the window lighting his way for him to see.

He looked down at her in sleep, his best friend and former girlfriend. A part of him felt bad for prying into her head but he wanted to see her happy. She deserved it.

He pointed his wand at her and whispered the spell, “Legilimens!”

She shifted a bit in her sleep as he delved into her mind, then settled back down to lay flat on her back. He came upon Hermione in her dream wearing her uniform, walking along a deserted Hogwart’s hallway. She kept walking and walking until she spotted a blonde haired guy in green quidditch gear. They guy’s back was to her, but she knew who it was. Harry watched as the dream-Hermione licked her lips and grasped the one shoulder of the blonde, pushing him up against the wall, pressing her body to his. Harry could clearly see that it was none other than Draco Malfoy. She brought her hand up to the back of his head, grabbing a handful of his hair as she pulled him down to plunder his mouth with hers. Malfoy’s hands went around her, sliding his hands down until he cupped her bottom, pulling her closer to him. They both moaned at the contact.

Harry watched, getting turned on by her dream. He heard her moan in her sleep as her hands ran over her body under the covers.

He tried to focus again on the dream. Hermione was working at pulling her dream-Draco’s pullover over his head and then started on the buttons of his shirt, licking and nibbling her way down his chest. When she got to the button of his pants, she knelt down in front of him as she pulled down his pants and boxers. She licked her lips and began to lick along his hardened shaft, Draco moaning out at the flick of her tongue. She took him in her mouth, taking most of him into her mouth.

Harry groaned silently, his hand going to his own erection, rubbing it through his pants. He knew what the dream-Draco was feeling, as Hermione used to practice on him to perfect that particular art, when they used to go out. She was very good at what she did.

He went back to watch the dream. Malfoy’s hands were now in Hermione’s hair as her head moved up and down on his erection. Harry could tell that Malfoy was close. In one swift move Malfoy had pulled Hermione up and put her back to the wall, lifting her skirt to tear off her panties. He pushed against her, kissing her mouth, letting his tongue duel with hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he slid his cock into her slick heat. He slammed into her over and over again, their moans mingling together as they intensified their kiss.

Harry let go his spell to slip out of Hermione’s dream, smiling to himself and started to plan. He also needed to take a very cold shower.

The next day in potions, Harry waited until Snape was at the front of the class to lean over to Blaise. “You were so right. Hermione definitely has feelings for Malfoy.”

“Are you sure?” Blaise asked as he was writing the instructions for the potion assignment.

“Yes. I snuck into her room last night while she was sleeping and used the ‘Legilimency’ spell on her. Let’s just say she was the aggressive one between the two.” He smirked at the memory.

“Really? I thought she would be the passive one,” he whispered. “She’s not a virgin is she?” Blaise asked at the sudden thought.

“No. Her first time was with me early last year when we were going out.”

“How come you two broke up anyway?” Blaise asked.

“We figured we were more friends than boyfriend/girlfriend. We broke up in mutual agreement. She’s one of my best friends and we didn’t want to ruin that.”

“So all we need to find out is how Draco feels about her. Can you look into his mind now?”

“No, not here. Snape would know what I was doing. He’s the one that taught me that spell back in my fifth year to help block out Voldemort’s mind from mine.”

“How about tonight? I can let you in the Slytherin rooms. You can use that secret corridor to get there, it’s very close to our entrance.”

“Okay, about midnight then?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, sounds good. He should be sleeping by then,” Blaise said as he started chopping some ingredients. “Draco is planning on going to this party, so why don’t you ask Hermione to come and forewarn her what kind of party it will be so she won’t be shocked about it. I know she’s been to other parties, but she always left before the real action started, had to study or something,” he joked.

“That would be Hermione. I’ll talk her into it. Now we really should finish this potion,” Harry stated. They both worked in silence until the end of class.

“See you Harry,” Blaise winked as he walked to Draco who was gathering his things.


At midnight Harry stepped out from the moving wall to see Blaise standing by, waiting for him. He stepped up quietly, his invisibility cloak draped over the one arm. “Hey Blaise. Is he sleeping?” Harry whispered.

“Yeah. Went to bed about an hour ago. We played quidditch for a couple of hours after dinner.”

“Good.” Harry wrapped the cloak around himself, becoming invisible to Blaise, “let’s go.”

Blaise smirked, “I really need to get me one of those cloaks.”

Harry followed Blaise through the empty Slytherin common room, up the stairs to a large wooden door. “This is his room,” he whispered, “I’ll wait in the common room downstairs.”

Harry took a quick deep breath, then eased the door open to slip inside. He stepped closer to the bed, looking down at Malfoy who lay on his back, his chest moving in a steady rhythm as he slept. He took out his wand and whispered the spell to delve into his mind.

He seemed to come upon the dream midway through. It showed Hermione sitting on a desk, her bare legs dangling over the edge. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist as Draco helped her wrap her legs around his waist as he entered her in one swift move. They were both moaning as he thrust over and over again. His mouth broke away from hers as he nibbled his way to her neck, while undoing the buttons to her blouse. He slipped the blouse off her shoulders as he licked his way down, Hermione leaning back on her hands for him to make his way lower to her breasts. He licked the upper swell of her breasts as he undid the clasp of her black lace bra at the back. Once the bra was tossed aside, he clamped his mouth onto the nipple as he grasped her hips to plunge deeper and faster into her. Hermione’s head was thrown back as she gripped the edge of the desk, her climax coming closer and closer with each thrust.

Harry decided he had seen enough and ended the spell. He noticed that Malfoy’s breathing was heavier as he slept, from his dream. He quietly made his way back to the common room and whispered to Blaise who sat by the fire reading a book. “Good to go. Very hot dream. Hermione having a major role in the dream.”

“Good. You can tell me about it tomorrow,” Blaise whispered back.

“I’ll see myself out Blaise. See you later,” Harry whispered as he made his way back to the Gryffindor tower to his own bed.

The next day Harry brought up the party to Hermione while they were making their way to Care of Magical Creatures with Ron. “Hermione, you’ve heard about Blaise’s party this weekend, right?”

“Yeah,” Hermione answered.

“Well, Blaise asked me if you wanted to go this Saturday,” Harry asked.

“I don’t know. Are you two going?”

“I’m not. I have a date with Padma this Saturday,” Ron said. “You should go though ‘Mione. You need to take a break from the books for a change.”

“I’ll be going,” Harry said.

“What’s the party about this time?” Hermione asked smiling remembering Harry and Ron talk about a certain truth or dare game they played a couple of months ago.

“Not sure. I know a game is planned, but Blaise never told me what kind.”

“I don’t know Harry. What guy would want to even touch me, let alone kiss me......and I know most of his parties end up with at least kissing involved,” Hermione said biting her bottom lip.

“Are you kidding ‘Mione? You are very pretty. Your hair is not as bushy and you hide what you got behind your robes. There’s a lot of guys who think you are sexy, but find they’re scared to approach you because of your brains,” Ron said.

“He’s right Hermione,” Harry added smiling.

“Who’s going?” she asked, already caving in.

“Well, I’m going, Lavender, Dean, Susan, Malfoy, Pansy, and Blaise of course....so far.” Harry replied noticing the spark of interest in her eyes at the mention of Malfoy’s name.

“Alright then, I’ll go. What does one wear to these parties?” Hermione asked thinking about what was in her closet.

“I’ll help you find something Hermione.” Harry volunteered, glad that she agreed to go.

The rest of the week passed swiftly with Hermione getting her homework done ahead of time so she wouldn’t have to worry about it on the weekend.

Saturday after dinner, Harry went up to Hermione’s rooms as she looked through her closet. She was presently wearing a silk robe about mid-thigh, not feeling overly shy around Harry, as he has seen her in a lot less.

“Hermione, what are you wearing for undergarments?” Harry asked smirking.

Hermione looked to Harry’s smiling face and opened her robe. “Will this do?” She asked as he looked at her white bra and panties set.

“It looks good, but what about.....” he waved his wand at her, “.....this color?”

She looked down to see the white changed into black and was skimpier with more lace. “Better?” she asked, secretly liking the change.

“Much. Now let’s find you some clothes to wear,” Harry said as he looked through her closet to find something un-Hermionish.

Hermione tried on a few different outfits of jeans, shirts and skirts. She came out frustrated wearing a red plaid skirt and a white button down blouse. “I don’t know Harry. I want to feel sexy, and nothing here makes me feel that way.”

Harry walked towards her, deep in thought. “There’s a lot of things that looked good on you ‘Mione.....but you need to show more skin....show the guys what you’ve been hiding behind those robes....show them that you have a figure.”

“What do you suggest Harry?”

He pulled out his wand, “lift up your shirt a bit, let me look at the skirt.” He pointed the wand at the skirt then shortened it a couple of inches, a bit higher than mid-thigh, and the waist dipped lower showing her hips. He also tightened it a bit at the top but let it flare a little around the bottom. “Is that comfortable for you ‘Mione?”

Hermione looked down amazed at the transformation. “It feels good, a little drafty, but comfortable,” she smirked.

“Good. Now the blouse.” He pointed his wand again. He changed the blouse to black, shortened the hem but left the front a bit longer so it could tie at the front. He also shrunk it a little so it fit her curves a bit closer. He kept the sleeves long but had them rolled up to her forearms.

He walked closer to her and tied the front ties together and unbuttoned the top three buttons of the blouse. He slid his fingers in at the waist of the skirt to pull the sides of her thong panties to show just above the skirt top.

“Are you done Harry?” she questioned.

“Almost,” he looked at her bare legs, and waved his wand again, to have black stockings that went to just above the knees. On her feet he put canvas red plaid runners to match the skirt.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” she smirked as she walked to the mirror.

“Yes. I did rather enjoy it,” he smirked back at her. “You finish your hair and I’ll quickly change, then we’ll head down there.”

“Sure, whatever,” she answered, waiting for him to leave before she checked herself out. She couldn’t believe the difference clothes could do for a person. She felt sexy. She decided to leave her hair loose and wavy. She didn’t put much makeup on, as she was blessed with clear skin with a spattering of light freckles across her nose. She looked in the mirror again. “I look like a naughty school girl in this outfit,” she laughed to herself as she put her school robe over the outfit until she got to the party.

When Harry and Hermione arrived at the party room just by the Slytherin portrait, the party was just getting started. Harry pulled her aside before they entered all the way in. “Hermione, I would just like to say you look really good and if you want something bad enough, you should just go for it, don’t wait for it to come to you,” he said seriously.

Hermione looked to Harry, “Sure Harry, and thanks.” She hugged him then they walked further into the room.

She looked around the room and noticed a few other girls wearing skimpy dresses also, and didn’t feel so out of place with what she was wearing. Across the room, stood Draco, looking very good. He wore a pair of black jeans and a black dress shirt that had the top couple of buttons undone. His hair hung loose around his face and swept just past his shoulders. He wasn’t looking at her right away but talking to Blaise, until Blaise looked up and smiled at them.

He walked up to them, Draco watching from the bar. “Harry, Hermione, glad you could make it,” he said. “Here let me take your robe Hermione.”

Hermione slipped the robe off and handed it to a stunned Blaise, who was looking her up and down. She liked the attention, attention she didn’t get very much of. “Thanks Blaise,” she smirked.

Lavender had come up to them as Hermione stood there after handing her cloak over. “Hey ‘Mione, you look great,” Lavender exclaimed. “Come on, we’ll get you a drink.” Hermione shrugged her shoulders and walked off with Lavender towards the bar.

Blaise was still looking at Hermione as she walked away, “wow.”

Harry laughed, “yeah, she looks good.”

“Really good,” Blaise added. “I think Draco likes what he sees too,” he said as he nodded towards the blonde Slytherin.

Draco did like what he saw. He thought she was nice to look at before, but now, the way she was dressed and the way she presented herself, he felt warm and aroused. He was about to walk towards her, when Blaise cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention.

“Okay everybody.” He waited until everyone was listening. “It looks like everyone is here. Six couples, nice amount. As you can see there are six love seats in a circle. The game we are playing tonight is called, ‘Foreplay’.” He brought out a black velvet bag. “In this bag there are your names. When I pull out the names, please sit with the person paired to you. And the bag knows that the pairing is boy/girl,” he chuckled.

Hermione watched, her stomach fluttering with butterflies. She was nervous, but she was also looking forward to it. She listened and watched as pair by pair sat down.

“Harry-Pansy....... Draco-Hermione,” Blaise announced as he finished with the coupling.

Hermione glanced to Draco to see how he would take being paired with her. He smiled at her and sat down, waiting for her to sit beside him.

“Now there are two different colored bags. One red, which contains an action, the other purple that contains a body part. One person picks out an action, while the other picks out a body part. The action must last two minutes, after each round we add one minute. We also add more actions and body parts after each round. There will be a bell letting us know when the round starts and when it ends,” he stated as he handed over the colored bags to get the game started.

Hermione watched as the bags got closer, trying to decide what color bag she wanted to start with. Harry handed them to her and smiled. She looked to Draco. “What color do you want to pick from?”

“Doesn’t matter Granger,” he replied.

“Okay,” she picked a slip of paper out of the action bag. “Kiss,” she said quietly. Draco picked out ‘mouth’ for the body part.

She secretly smiled to herself and slipped her shoes off to kneel by him. She put her hands on either side of his head as she leaned closer. She waited for the bell to signal the beginning of the round. She licked her suddenly dry lips and touched them to his softly.

Draco had sat back, eagerly waiting as she positioned herself in front of him. He took in her smell as she drew closer. A mixture of strawberries and vanilla. He looked into her chocolate brown eyes then down to her mouth as her tongue darted out to moisten her lips. He shifted in his seat and gripped the edge of the love seat as her mouth came down to his.

Hermione had lightly touched her lips to his, but when she felt him responding to her kiss, she pressed more onto his mouth. Her hand went to the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair, as she deepened the kiss.

Draco wanted the kiss to last longer than the two minutes for this round. He felt himself grow harder, his pants getting tighter across his hips as she deepened the kiss, her fingers sending jolts of longing down his body, where they touched his neck. When her tongue licked along his bottom lip until he opened for her, he groaned as his tongue came out to meld with hers. He was just about to pull her closer when the bell rang out.

She gave him one last kiss, then drew back to look into his eyes, his heated gaze looking back at her. “That was nice,” she whispered huskily as she sat back beside him. He could only nod in response.

The kiss was much better than he had dreamed of, as he replayed the kiss over in his head. He wanted more.

“Okay, next round,” Blaise picked from the name pouch. “Draco-Lavender, Harry-Pansy, Hermione-Blaise......” He continued until everyone was paired. Blaise had picked the ‘lick’ action, as Hermione picked ‘ear’. He wiggled his eyebrow suggestively as he leaned her back against the love seat.

Draco watched as Blaise leaned into a laughing Hermione as he massaged Lavender’s neck. When he saw Blaise’s hand on her bare waist, his grip tightened on Lavender. He felt her flinch. “Oh, sorry Lavender,” he apologized.

“You like her, don’t you Malfoy?” Lavender asked.

“Who?” he replied.

“Hermione,” Lavender said as she sighed while he massaged the back of her neck.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yeah, well whatever Malfoy,” she smirked, seeing through his vagueness.

Hermione tried to enjoy it as Blaise took her ear lobe in his mouth. His hand was warm on her waist, but she couldn’t help wanting someone else’s hand there.

“Having a good time Hermione?” Blaise whispered into her ear.

She giggled as his fingertips were grazing her waist. “Yes, but you’re tickling me Blaise.”

“Is that all I’m doing to you?” he smiled against her neck.

“Yeah, sorry Blaise,” she sighed still chuckling a bit.

“So did Draco kiss you back?” he asked.

“Yes. It would be something I would like to do again,” she said breathlessly remembering the feel of his lips against hers.

The bell rang to indicate the end of the round. Blaise looked at her, “so why don’t you Hermione?”

She shrugged, “maybe.”



There was a couple of more rounds and Hermione had her fingers kissed, and her neck massaged. She had licked someone’s neck and also ran her fingers through someone’s hair. All the while Draco and Hermione would glance to each other wishing it was them together again.

“Okay. One more normal round, then the last three or four will be with the same partner,” Blaise said as he shook the black pouch and dipped his hand inside. “Blaise-Lavender, Harry-Hermione, Draco-Pansy......” he continued on until everyone was paired up.

Harry picked ‘kiss’, Hermione picked ‘back’. Hermione smirked to her best friend and turned her back to Harry, put her knees on the love seat and leaned over the arm of it, her butt in his face. She looked over to Draco who was in the next seat as Pansy was getting closer to him.

Draco glanced away from Harry and Hermione when Harry’s mouth went to her lower back, his hair falling to the sides. He tried to concentrate on how Pansy’s mouth felt on his neck as she licked her way up and down, along it’s length. It used to affect him a couple of years ago when they were going out, but now......nothing. He looked to Hermione as her head was bent down, her hair covering her face. Harry was grazing his teeth against her back, while his hand skimmed up the hem of her skirt to rest at her hip. He turned away and gripped the chair cushions until the bell rang.

“Okay guys. Let’s refresh our drinks, then we’ll pick the last pairing.” Blaise announced.

Draco approached Hermione at the bar while she was pouring her drink. “Hermione, can I talk to you for a minute?” he asked as his hand touched the bare skin at her waist.

“Sure....” she started before they were interrupted by Blaise.

“Now, before I pick the pairing, these last rounds will be with the same person. More body parts have been added. The rounds will be longer, as once the one person does the action, it is reversed. So you both actually get to do the action to each other eventually.” He drained his drink and shook the black pouch. “Okay....Blaise-Lavender, Draco-Hermione, Harry-Pansy......” he finished calling out the names and waited for everyone to get comfortable as he handed around the colored bags.

Hermione picked ‘lick’ as Draco picked ‘stomach’. She looked into his eyes as she pulled the shirt out of his pants. She knelt on the floor between his legs as she started to undo the bottom buttons. She had about half of them undone and smiled seductively as she decided to undo all of them.

She looked down at his toned chest and his firm stomach. “Quidditch has been good to you,” she said softly as she licked her lips. She heard the bell and placed both her hands at his sides as she lowered her mouth down to his warm skin.

Draco leaned back farther on the seat as her slick tongue worked it’s way along his stomach. She nibbled at a spot at his ribs and a tremor shot through him, right to his cock. Her hands slid to his back as she nibbled on his skin, pressing her breasts against his straining erection. He closed his eyes as his hips moved up, pressing against her softness, his hands gripping her forearms.

Hermione heard the bell and pulled back. Draco quickly reversed their positions, smirking suggestively. “My turn.”

He just nudged her shirt up a bit, as there was most of her stomach bared to him already. He skimmed his fingers along the flat plains of her stomach as he knelt between her legs. He touched the panties that were showing at her hips, above the skirt at her waist, as he leaned closer. “I’ve been wanting to do this all night,” he whispered right before his lips touched her smooth skin.

She closed her eyes, bending her head back as he nibbled her skin. He dipped his tongue into her navel making her give a soft moan and grind her hips against his chest, wrapping a leg around his thigh. His touch was leaving a wet trail along her hip and along the top of her skirt, making her body tremble beneath his. Then the bell rang.

Draco quickly grabbed the colored bags for them to pick their slips of paper. Action was ‘suck’, body part was ‘neck’. Draco sat beside her to have her press him against the arm of the love seat, pressing her body against his, her bare waist burning against his bare stomach. She licked, nibbled, and sucked on his neck, while her hands slipped inside his shirt more.

“Hermione,” he groaned out as her teeth bit into his neck.

She brought her one leg up as she rubbed her knee against his erection. “Draco. I want you, all of you,” she said huskily into his ear.

“Gods, Hermione,” he moaned, feeling like he was going to burst if he couldn’t have her soon.

The bell rang and he flipped her to her back as he dove in to taste her neck. He licked her neck, taking his time as he caressed her bare stomach. Her hand went into his hair, pulling him closer as he suckled onto her neck. Her other hand she brought between their bodies, rubbing against the front of his pants. “Oh Draco, you are so hard,” she whispered as her hand gripped his erection through his pants.

“Hermione.” He pressed into her hand. “I want you, so much. I want to taste you, touch you. Fuck you....... hard and fast,” he growled into her ear.

Hermione’s panties were drenched already, but at his words she wanted more. “When is this game going to end,” she moaned.

The bell rang, this time Hermione grabbed at the bags. Action was ‘lick’, body part ‘nipples’. “Oh god,” she whimpered as she handed the strips of paper to Draco, her nipples hardening at the thought of his mouth on her.

“Me first,” she smirked as she knelt between his legs again.

“I don’t know how much more I can take Hermione,” he said huskily.

“I’ll go easy on you,” She said smugly.

The bell rang and she lay on top of him slowly licking her way along his chest, gradually moving onto his nipples. “Hermione,” he moaned as his fingers tangled into her hair.

“Do you want to know what I really want to do right now?” she said softly as her teeth grazed his nipple.

He groaned, “what?” as his hips thrust against her.

She continued to lick and nibble. “First I want to grip your cock in my hand as I lick the tip.....” He groaned. “.....then I want to take you all in my mouth, licking you all over until you beg for more.” She sucked hard on his nipple. “I want to taste you, swallow your cum, and keep going until you’re hard again to fuck me fast and hard.” She licked his nipple as her fingers went to his other one to pinch it between forefinger and thumb.

“Hermione.....please stop,” he moaned as he lifted her face to his. “You need to stop or I’m going to make a mess of my pants,” he smiled.

The bell rang. “Your turn,” he said huskily, his voice filled with need. “Come and sit on top of me. No one else needs to see you, except me.”

She straddled his hips. She placed his hands on her thighs as her hands slowly undid the few buttons to her blouse, opening it wide for him to see her black lace bra.

“Beautiful,” he moaned out as her hands went to the front closure of the bra. His hands went up her sides. “Come closer,” he whispered.

The bell rang. His tongue lightly licked the hardened nub of her nipple as his hands cupped her breasts. He then circled his tongue around the nipple skirting the peak, teasing her.

“Draco, please,” she begged as her fingers went through his hair. She started to grind her sex against his erection, sending shivers up and down her body.

He teased her unmercifully, switching to one and then back to the other. She leaned her head down for her to whisper in his ear. “Touch me Draco,” she pleaded as she guided his hand between her legs.

Draco sucked harder on her nipple as his fingers touched her drenched panties. He ran his fingers over the wet satin. “More,” she whispered.

He slid his fingers into her panties. “You are so wet,” he groaned quietly, his mouth against her breast.

“Make me cum,” she begged into his ear, her breathing erratic and heavy.

She raised her hips up a bit as he thrust two fingers into her slick heat as he took her nipple into his mouth flicking his tongue insistently around the peak. She held back her groans as his thumb rubbed against her clit.

“So close,” she moaned close to his ear. “Don’t.....stop.”

He let go of her nipple and looked up at her. “Hermione.....kiss me,” he whispered as his fingers thrust in and out of her. She bent down and crushed her mouth against his, her moans mingling with his. He felt her tense, then her inner walls clench around his fingers. She waited until the throbbing subsided and leaned her forehead against his. “I needed that,” she smiled, her face flushed from her orgasm.

He brought his fingers up, still covered with her juices and began to lick them clean. “You taste good ‘Mione.”

She groaned and kissed him again as the bell went off. “Your room or mine?” She smirked at the lame pick up line.

“Mine. It’s closer,” he replied as he helped to straighten out her blouse and skirt.

Draco looked around the room to see five other very aroused couples still preoccupied. He grasped her hand and led her to the Slytherin common room and up the stairs to his rooms. He put a locking and silencing charm around the room and door and pulled Hermione close to him. He kissed her deeply as they slipped each other’s open shirts off their shoulders, to let them fall to the floor.

“I’ve wanted you so long,” Draco whispered huskily.

She looked into his piercing blue eyes, “really?”

“Yeah. Really.”

“I’ve felt the same way. You’ve been in some of my very wet dreams as of late,” she smirked.

“Oh, and what were we doing?” he grinned as he kissed her neck.

“Well......” she knelt down in front of him. “There’s this,” she said as she rubbed the flat of her palm against his erection. Her hands made quick work of the zipper of his jeans. He helped her slip his jeans and his boxers over his hips and down his legs. His erection springing free into her hand. She ran her thumb along the head of his cock, spreading the pre-cum around the head.

“Hermione....please.” It was his turn to beg as he moved his hips forward.

She licked the flat of her tongue along his length, up and down, all around, avoiding the glistening head. She then licked her lips and wrapped them around the head of his cock, just taking him in her mouth shallow, as her tongue swirled against him.

“More,” he groaned.

She plunged her head down taking him fully into her mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. “Oh god.....Hermione,” he moaned as his hands went to her head guiding her to go faster. “I....need....to.....cum.” His head thrown back in ecstasy as he was getting closer and closer to release.

She went up and down faster as her tongue swirled against him. She reached up a hand to cup his balls, massaging them gently as he fucked her mouth. She felt his legs tense and his balls tighten up. She plunged her mouth further as his cum coated the back of her throat.

He pulled her up and backed her against the bed, slipping her skirt and panties down. He sat her down as he unrolled her stockings down her legs. He kneeled between her legs and brought both of his hands up to spread her further. He pressed his mouth against her, swirling his tongue along her drenched folds. He wanted to taste her slowly, savor her taste, but he also wanted to hear her cry out his name as she came. He plunged his tongue deep inside of her as his thumb rubbed against her clit. She writhed beneath him, her hands clutching the bed sheets at her sides.

“Oh....gods.....Dracooo,” she groaned as he wrapped his mouth around her clit, sucking on the sensitized nub. Her legs tensed against his hands as he felt her throbbing against his mouth. She pulled him up. “Inside....now,” she ordered as he lay on top of her. He brought his hand between their bodies and positioned the head of his erection at her opening.

She brought her hands to his face. “Draco, fill me....hard and fast.”

He groaned as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He thrust deep in one swift move. Pulled out slowly and rammed back in, each shuddering at the contact. He bent down to capture her mouth with his as his thrusts quickened in a frenzied pace, pounding furiously, pushing themselves to the limit. She met him thrust for thrust, until their climax shook through them, leaving them weak and breathless.

He raised his head up, resting his upper body on one arm. “So does this mean you want to go steady?” she smirked as her hands rubbed up and down his slick back.

He chuckled and kissed her cheek. “Maybe to start with,” he replied as he gave her a slow kiss, showing without words how he felt about her. He slipped out of her and lay on his back, pulling her close to his side. He reached down, bringing the covers up to cover their cooling bodies. They both soon drifted off to sleep, their dreams filled with each other and they snuggled closer in bed.


The End of ‘Foreplay’


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