Mistake of the Century

AN: Rowlings\' characters, I\'m just tortur--er, playing with them. :-D


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\"Um, hi Harry!\" Hermione sounded bright, but the faces of the boys startled her. Rons\' was still red and his eyes were wide. Harry, however, had an almost hungry look in his eyes and licked his lips while looking the startled woman up and down. He got up from where he had been sitting and walked calmly over to Hermione.

\"Well hello, Hermione. You look stunning, as always.\" With that, he gently grabbed her hand and brought it up to brush against his moist lips.


She had had enough. \"Okay, you two. What\'s REALLY going on, huh? Ron, you\'ve been acting like a fish since I got here and Harry! Since when do YOU have manners? Not that staring is considered good manners, but the kiss? You guys are freaking me out. What\'s up?\"

Harry and Ron looked at her curiously, but didn\'t answer. Hermione spent the rest of the day downstairs with Mrs. Weasley. She\'d lost patience with the boys after a few more minutes of being oggled at with no explaination.

Molly laughed at the whole situation (\"Boys do get older and develop hormornes, you know\") but Hermione wasn\'t quite convinced. Oh well. She\'d worry about it later.

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Indeed, it wasn\'t much later that things started getting....strange.
Molly and Arthur ate dinner with Harry, Ron and Hermione. The other Weasleys weren\'t there yet; the older boys at their own homes and Ginny at a friends\' house for the night.

After the meal, Arthur, glancing cautiously at his wife, brought out a bottle of Fire Whisky. He poured a glass each for Molly and himself, then paused with the bottle half way to the younger three. Hermione was sitting between the two boys and chewing her lip raw from all of the staring they had been doing. She didn\'t like the way they were behaving one bit. She nearly shoved her glass at Arthur, who grinned and poured half of it with whisky, being careful not to look at Molly. She was nearly of age anyway, and what harm could come of half a glass of Fire whisky? He smiled as Hermione gulped it down, flinching at the burn in her throat.

Molly looked as if she had eaten an uncured olive. When Arthur offered the bottle to Harry, she snatched it from him.

\"Arthur, what do you think you\'re doing? Hermione may be a few months older and mature for her age, but Harry! What would Albus say if he knew you were giving our hero alcoholic beverages?\"

Before she could get any deeper into the yelling fit, Arthur quickly got up and put the bottle away, apologising to both Molly and Harry. Ron didn\'t seem to notice any of this and Harry only looked slightly disapointed about not getting any whisky.

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Later that evening, Hermione was in Ginnys\' room trying to concentrate on a book, but the alcohol had taken effect and was making things seem fuzzy. \'Funny,\' she thought, \'it usually takes more than that to get me like this.\'

Giving up on the book, she got up from the bed to find something else to do when see noticed two figures in her doorway.

\"Ron? Harry? What are you two doing?\"

They smiled at her and walked into the room towards her. \"Hermione, there\'s um, something we want and you, well. We\'re sure you have exactly what we want.\" Hermione shivered at the tone in Harrys\' voice. It made her tingle with...fear? No, not really. Anticipation, excitement? Yeah. That was it.

Ron moved up against Hermione and touched her cheek softly, and spoke into her ear; \"Will you give us what we want?\" His whispered words send jolts through her and she had to sit down on the bed behind her. Ron stayed where he was and tilted his head to the side, an impish grin gracing his face. \"Well?\" he purred.

Hermione breathing hard, nodded her head twice, not sure why she wasn\'t running away screaming. She could tell by the sound of his voice that he wanted....THAT... and not a piece of parchment. Or a quill. Or a....oh gods! Harry had knelt down next to the bed by her head and had planted a light kiss on her very sensative neck. \"Harry, I...oh my...\" she muttered as he started nipping his away along her neck and down to her collar bone. Ron had crawled onto the bed next to her and, after Harry\'s initial attentions towards the girl, started rubbing small circles on Hermiones\' abdomen. She closed her eyes at the unusual sensual treatment she was recieving from her two best friends.

Harry brought his hands to gently caress her right breast and Hermione gasped in surprise. Not that she wasn\'t expecting it to happen, but it was the first time any man had touched her in such a way. She had never let Viktor\'s stray hands land on her breast for more than half a second. Now she lay placedly while Harry removed his hand, pulled her shirt up, and took her nipple in his mouth. Ron had started leaving a trail of kisses on her tummy and down each thigh and Hermione wasn\'t sure how much more of this she could take.

\"H-Harry! Ohhh...wow. Ron...\" she put a trembling hand on Harry\'s head to bring him closer to her chest. Her thighs were involuntarily opening up at the redhead\'s ministrations. Ron, taking this as invitation, placed his hand on the highest part of her left thigh and gently stroked just a quarter of an inch from where she desperately wanted to be touched. Her panties were soaked and if she had been wearing pants with her nightdress, they would have been, too.

Harry let go of her swollen nipple and turned to see what Ron was doing. Grinning, he turned around and without warning, grabbed Hermione\'s other nipple lightly in his teeth while caressing the other one with his hand.

Hermione whimpered in pain and anticipation. A fire was building in her and it needed to be released. Now!

She bucked her hips against Ron\'s hand and he ogliged her by slipping his fingers under the cotton material and spreading her juices around her womanhood. At this, Hermione let out another, more pleading, gasp.

Harry smiled wickedly around her nipple and Ron only got more excited. Feeling his own equipment responding to what he was doing, he brought his clean hand to the fly of his pants and fumbled with it until it was open. Pulling his cock out, he looked hungrily at the woman sprawled in front of him. He started pumping his hand on his shaft while his other hand become more brave. He slowly dipped one finger into Hermione\'s folds. He could feel her tense up at the contact, then relax. Her eyes were closed and her breath was coming out in little short gasps, but she appeared to be enjoying it. He slipped another finger in..

\"R-r-ron!!\" Hermione dug her fingernails lightly into Harry\'s shoulder, as he was closer to her. He barely flinched, but continued to lavish attention on her plump nipples.

Ron, feeling confident, started pumping his fingers in and out of her in time to his other hand. His eyes were closed and he was reveling in the little noises Hermione was making.

She brought one hand down to join Ron\'s and started lightly rubbing her nub, sending sparks of pleasure through her. Getting the idea, Ron moved her hand away and replaced it with his thumb, the other fingers going back to what they had been doing.

Harry brought his face from her breast and noticed what else was happening. Not wanting to miss out on anything, he brought his aching cock out of its confinement, too, and sat on the bed in such a way as to give Hermione a clear view of \"The Boy Who Lived\" and his decently sized trophy. She licked her lips at the view and bucked her hips more wildly against Ron, who increased the speed of his slick fingers.

Tentatively, Hermione reached out to Harry\'s erection. He moved closer to her to give her better access to him. She touched his dick lightly, marveling at how soft the skin was. Harry let out a deep moan at the contact and bucked his hip towards her to encourage her. It did. Hermione wrapped her hand around him and started moving it up and down slowly. Harry closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her warm hand against him. She pulled it away suddenly, and Harry almost whimpered, but she only brought it down to where Ron was for a moment, rubbing her fingers in her wet folds before bringing it back up and closing it around Harry once again. Harry opened his eyes wide at the sensation of her juices on him. She smiled impishly at him and then screamed as Ron added another finger to his actions. She grasped Harry at this point and moved her hand in time with Ron\'s as she felt her body shake with pleasure. Ron moved his fingers around inside of her with each stroke and could feel her muscles clench him. She was riding his hand hard, now, her hips coming clear off of the bed with each thrust. Harry felt her hand tighten around his dick as waves of pleaseure coursed through her and added his own hand to the action, rubbing the tip of his cock that Hermione had been neglecting.

Ron used her juices as a lubricant for his own cock and was pumping his hand as fast the one inside Hermione. She clenched around his fingers as he pushed them into her, faster and harder. He knew she was about to come. One of her hands was firmly around Harry\'s dick and the other was clutching the side of the bed, her knuckled turning white. Every breath she made was either \"Harry!\", \"Ron!\", or \"Oh my, yes!\" Her hips bucked dangersouly fast and Ron kept the pace amazingly well. Harry was watching her face intently, slightly envious of Ron, while she climbed higher and higher to her climax. Her hand around him gripped him too tightly for his liking, but he didn\'t move it. Instead, he bent back down and teased her nipples again with his tonque and teeth. She was panting now...

\"Oh! oh, oh my! R-r-onn....Oohhhh! Hharrrryy, I...oh!\"

Harry looked up at her from her breast and said huskily, \"Hermione, come for us.\"

\"Oh my...oohhhaaAAIIIEEEYES YES YES!!\" Hermione lifted her hips once more in the air, her muscles clamped firmly around Ron\'s hand, and fell back to the bed, her face full of perspiration. Ron followed suit, coming hard all over his hand and gasping out her name.
Hermione was breathing heavily now, her cheeks rosy from the activity that had taken place. She released Harry\'s dick as he came up from her breast. He took it upon himself to relieve the aching in his cock. After a few more moments of solo work, he came and spilled his cum onto the bed next to Hermione. She looked up at him and the rose in her cheeks turned to crimson. Then she notcied Ron, who had slumped down into a nearby chair, his eyes half closed and his hand dripping with the evidence of what he had been doing. The crimson deepened. She slowly sat up, very aware of her nightdress pulled over her breasts and her panties sopping wet and wrinkled. She reached for her wand on the nightstand and uttered a cleaning spell over her and the bed. Harry lazily looked at her and smiled, lowering himself to the bed and promptly falling asleep. Ron was soon to follow, so she used the spell to clean his hand (blushing even deeper) and then lay down next to Harry and stared blankly at the opposite wall. One thought kept her from falling asleep; \'What the fuck was THAT all about!?\'


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Hope you like this chapter! Thank you to my reviewers. Let me know if there are any glaring errors in here. I\'ve never written this type of scene before, so I don\'t know if it turned out okay or not. Let me know, since this story is going to have quite a bit more of it, hehehe.

panthereyes- you will find out in time

mione- I won\'t promise anything, but I\'ll try. If enough people review and ask me to email them with updates, then I can make a mailing list type thing...

dracosmistress- I know Draco isn\'t in the list. That\'s how Drai wrote it. I will have him in the story, just not as a, ahem, well, you know. You\'ll see. :-D

petalsoft-thanks for the review. If you don\'t figure it out, it will be told eventually. :-D

Hayley- if you looked at my other two stories, you\'ll notice I NEVER write anything without Snape in it. I\'m not going to say any more. hehehe