Hearts on Fire

Hermione screeched the password at the portrait hoping Draco was already inside. What Ginny said affected her greatly. She thanked the Gods when she saw him sitting on the couch staring into the flames. He started when he heard the painting slam open. Hermione never saw the smirk on his face he removed before he turned around.


“Something wrong pet?” He asked, knowing full well what her problem was.


“Draco.” Hermione pleaded.


“Strip.” He demanded. “I want to see you tits.” She complied with no hesitation. “We’re going to play a game.”


Her throat parched as she heard the arousal in his voice. “What kind?”


“Did I say you could speak.” He stood up and ripped her knickers off roughly, causing her to flinch in aroused pain. “Sit down pet.” Draco steered Hermione to the chair. After she sat down, Draco dropped to his knees. He picked up her legs and draped them over the armrests, spreading her delicate lips for his viewing pleasure.


“Now you’re going to place your arms above your head. You have to keep them there.” Her eyes widened. “If you touch me I’ll stop. If you drop your legs, I’ll stop. You move from this position, I stop.” Draco could see her juices darken the fabric below her ass. “Do you understand?” She nodded her head. “You are allowed to moan, only. Anything else I stop.” Hermione’s eyes darkened. She loved being bound, with restraints and without them. This was different. No physical means kept her, only verbal. She loved to run her hands through his hair. To feel the silken slide his hair created. It hurt to swallow, her throat tight from the lack of moisture.

Draco’s hands cradled her bottom, tilting her hips up to meet his bowed head. Her scent overwhelmed her senses. Heat radiated from her cunt making Draco moan deep in his chest. He traced her moist folds with his tongue, avoiding the harden nub. She moaned desperately, silently begging him to play with her clit. Draco lightly scraped her lips with his teeth, careful to not to touch the one place she wanted most. His tongue slid lower to the hole of her pussy. He curled his tongue to pick up her fluids, causing her hips to shift slightly. For minutes he traced her folds from below her clit to her puckered hole. She moaned prettily. Draco’s eyes opened a lifted to see her face flushed red. She was biting her lip to the point where she broke the soft skin. A little drop of blood appeared. Draco kissed her lightly, licking up the blood, demanding entrance. Hermione could taste herself on his tongue. She gasped in pleasure. Both her and Draco loved to taste themselves on each other. To them, it was an act of intimacies no one shared with them. To them, it was a declaration of ownership they had on each other.


Draco kissed his way back down. Stopping at her breasts. He licked around the rosy tips, sucking the skin around her nipples into his mouth, gently biting down. Her nipple got sucked into his mouth, lengthening it even more. His teeth closed down causing her to moan louder. He repeated the motion on her other breast. His tongue flicked into the hole of her bellybutton, playing with the ring that was placed there. Draco drew the ring into his mouth, using the ball that was in his mouth. He pulled the ring further into his mouth, causing the skin around it to be pulled. Hermione’s juices gushed a little more with the pain. The skin was still sensitive, considering she only had it pierced two weeks ago. She moaned lightly.


Draco untangled the piercing from his. His mouth moved lower, Hermione’s shot open with pleading in her brown eyes. He lowered his head, so she couldn’t see his agreement. Draco flicked the little organ finally. A slight scream emerged from her mouth. His teeth scraped over the nub, juices soaked the fabric beneath her even more. Draco sucked her clit into her mouth roughly causing her orgasm to erupt. Hermione stifled a scream. He licked her pussy lips clean of her cum. Draco stood up, undid his pants and his erection sprung free. Hermione’s eyes clouded with lust even more as she saw his cock. Unconsciously she licked her lips with hunger. Draco smirked at her reaction, he knew she wanted to suck him off. She loved fellatio very much. He lifted her legs up over his shoulders, letting her know he was denying her of her favorite treat. She pouted, and made a sound of disappointment.


Hermione’s hips tilted even more. Roughly, with no warning Draco slammed his cock into her. She moaned louder. “You can move now.” Her arms flew from above her head. She dug her fingernails into his forearms, drawing blood. Draco growled. Her legs tightened as he pounded into her, touching that spot inside her every time. Her moans became guttural. More carnal, animalistic as did his thrusts. The chair creaked under their movements. Draco lifted them from the chair and slammed her onto her back on the wooden floor. The pain wasn’t registered over the arousal. He pounded her into the floor. His balls slapped at the bottom of her thighs. Their sweat slicked skin slapped together. Their moans devoid of any coherency. Her tiny muscles clenched at him, sucking him deeper and higher into her. Hermione’s orgasm shook her body. She screamed loudly. Draco slammed twice more into her before emptying himself completely. He rolled off her to lay by her side. “I love you,” the whispered lightly at the same time. There in front of the flames, curled together they drifted off to sleep.

Ginny untangled herself from Blaise. She quickly threw on her close form the day and made her way into the common room. Pansy was sitting on the emerald couch. “I guess that answers that question.” She said with a smirk.


Ginny looked at her in confusion. “What?”


“You’re a screamer. God I don’t think I’ve cum that hard.” Ginny, finally understanding smirked.


“Yummy.” Pansy looked shocked at her reaction. Ginny laughed at the look on her face. “What?” She asked innocently. Moving over to the table Ginny began to pack up her books for her first class. She became lost in thought. She hoped last night she got pregnant. If not she and Blaise would have to try again over and over. Juices slid down her thighs at that thought. Maybe I should put on some knickers.


“Can I see it?” Pansy asked in a whisper. Ginny didn’t have to ask what she meant. She turned to look at the other girl and lifted the robe off her left arm. She came forward, mesmerized by the tattoo that decorated her arm. Pansy bent her head over the mark and licked it. Ginny let s miniscule moan escape. Pansy sucked the skin gently. Neither girl noticed Blaise enter the room. Slyly Pansy slipped her leg between the red head’s thighs. Ginny rode her leg lightly, moaning.


“Pansy! Shame on you trying to seduce my girlfriend.” The two girls sprung apart their faces flushed with embarrassment. Blaise chuckled as he came over to Ginny. He kissed her lightly, “Aren’t you suppose to go talk to Potter and Weasel?”


“Right. I uhh…got distracted.”


“I could see that. See you later kitten.” Ginny fled from the room and headed toward Gryffindor tower. She gave the password and saw her brother and Harry sitting on the couch having an argument. Ginny rolled her eyes at the two them. She made her way over to the couch, plopping herself down between the two boys.


“Look, Ginny, you may support Hermione in this relationship, but we all know that this is going to end horribly. You know that Hermione and Ron belong together. Malfoy is just using her. Then she’ll come crying back to us and just expect us to be all okay with her betrayal.” Harry ranted.


“Like you haven’t betrayed anyone Harry. She hasn’t betrayed us or the order if that’s what you’re afraid of. You can’t help who you fall in love with. And yes, it might not last, but we are her friends. Even though she hated the thought of you going out with Cho and Ron, you and Lavender, she still supported you. Every single guy she’s ever been with you two judge her, demean her, and make her feel horrible about her dating them. Why do you think she hasn’t gone out with many people. She wants your approval, and you two never give it to her.” Ginny was getting angry. Ron and Harry also pulled these stunts with her. Which was why she went to the Dark Lord. He understood her constant living in others’ shadows.


Their mouths dropped open in shock. “Gin-”


“No. You two have no right. NO RIGHT! WE me and Hermione try to support you in everything and you can’t even return the same courtesy. We’re not allowed to say anything, because then you two ignore us, get angry at us. Yet when we do things we want you judge, you get angry, and you’ll ignore us. It’s a fucking double standard. Honestly I don’t know why we even bother being around you two. Ron you’re my brother, but sometimes I wish to Merlin that you weren’t. You two need to apologized to her. Until you do, I hope you enjoy not talking to me and her.” Without waiting for a response she stalked out of the room away from them.

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“My Lord Potter and Weasley are being held responsible for the murders of Malfoy and Granger.” A female stated.


The woman beside the first said “My Lord we’ve recently discovered that Pansy Parkinson is pregnant with Potter’s child. Documents found in Potter’s home shows he was going to propose to her. It appears, My Lord, the assignment that was given to her backfired. She has been to the Burrow speaking with Order members.”


“It’s true My Lord. At the last meeting she gave information on the Death Eaters we have in America for recruitment. Also it appears, that Snape has betrayed us as well. He was about to reveal the lie we’ve recently planted, if I wasn’t there, I fear that we would have been revealed, and our hard work will be for naught.” The first woman said.


“I am counting on you four to make this little problem disappear. Use whatever means. I don’t care how you do it, just take care of it.” The Dark Lord demanded. “What about the Minister? Have we come any further with that plan?”


A figure moved to kneel before his master. “My Lord, Scrimgeour has appointed young Percy Weasley in his absence. Our trackers have followed him to Romania. We believe he will try to seek sanctuary. I have hunters waiting for my signal, your approval to take him down. Weasley will be easy enough to control. He craves power. Already he is ruling with a tyrannical meaner. I believe it won’t be too long before he loses bits of his mind. We can push him along quicker with you approval of course Master.”


“What of our spy in the Ministry?”


“She is keeping a close watch on those you asked for. It helps that she is so well knitted into their daily lives.”


“Very good. This meeting has indeed proved eventful. We’ll meet within another month. However, keep me updated. I expect owls daily. You are dismissed.”


Four figures stayed behind waiting for their Master to give them their orders.


“This is what you need to do…..”


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Ron and Harry looked at each other dumbfounded. They couldn’t believe that Ginerva of all people, would actually support a 'relationship' between their best friend and their worst enemy. Both boys felt betrayed. How could the women they loved do this?


“Why would ‘Mione actually have a relationship with that ferret?” Ron asked Harry. “I mean after all the things he’s done to her, and to us, why the hell would she do this?”


“We need to talk with Dumbledore. Maybe he can convince her that this relationship will go horribly wrong.”


Meanwhile Dumbledore looked between Hermione and Draco giving them knowing looks. “You two know what you need to do.” They looked at each other then back to the old man in front of them and nodded. Both secretly pleased.