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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
53,637
Reviews:
60
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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Sins On Your Lips
A/N: Here's chapter 2. Thank you for the reviews, I'd love to get more. And I'll do my best to respond to each review. It's the least I can do. My goal is still to post a chapter about once a week, Though it wont always be on the same day of the week.
*** Beta by the wonderful SoftObsidian74 ***
2. Sins On Your Lips
Draco had tried every counter curse, every unbinding, every potion he could think of to no avail. Three days had passed and the aching in his groin had persisted, as well as the unpleasant reminder of the dilemma that tented his pants. He had interrogated every girl in Hogwarts that he believed capable of the act, but they all swore their innocence. There was nothing left to be done but brave the Restricted Section of the school library after curfew, and hopefully find the curse that had inflicted him.
He picked at his food during dinner. His appetite had left him as the days passed, his mind lingered on the feel of the woman who had taken him. She had been his first, and it had been against his will. Anger flared but was dampened by the ache that gnawed at him. He in no way had forgiven the girl who was responsible, and when he found her he would make her remove the curse and then repay her for what she had done. He would hurt her, make her beg, the same way she had made him beg.
~~~~~
Hermione watched him, watched the anger flare in his eyes as he tore at the flood on his plate. He was thinking about her. About what she had done to him.
“What are you thinking about, Mione?” Harry whispered, nudging her gently in the side.
“I was only musing Harry.”
“About?” Ron pressed, his mouth still filled with food.
“Why we spend so much time pretending to be good and wholesome,” Hermione answered, still absently watching Draco.
“Because if we started acting on our impulses, people would turn against us the same way they turned against Voldemort,” Harry stated, his eyes wandering over the faces of the other students.
“If we went psycho on everyone… sure. But if we picked one…who we could torment without worry that no one would find out about it…”
Both boys stopped eating and looked across the large room at the pale skinned Slytherin Prince.
“We shouldn’t even be having this discussion,” Harry muttered, swallowing hard.
“Yeah, the little ferret would rat us out if we even got near him.” Ron agreed, turning back to his meal. “Though, I would like to teach him that Muggle devices can cause more pain then magic can,” he added in a mumble.
Hermione sighed and nodded. She wasn’t satisfied with their answers, as she knew they were both itching to cause Malfoy harm.
~~~~~
The wind blew bitter and cold as the clock struck midnight. Draco shivered as he slowly read the bindings of the books. Finally one caught his eye, ‘Sexual Hexes for Dominant Witches.’ Taking the book carefully from the shelf, he sat on the cold stone floor and began to leaf through the pages. It wasn’t a large book, but each page was filled with spells and techniques used to make even the most headstrong wizard into a docile slave. Finally, he found what he was looking for. “The Submissive’s Binding Curse,” he read the passage aloud. “To inflict this curse upon a victim you must first posses the item of binding, a ring with slight elasticity between one and two inches in diameter. With this object in hand, point your wand at the victim’s erect penis and say Redimio Cupido . To remove this curse the object of binding must be in hand when the spell is cast.” Draco felt his chest tighten and his stomach churn. Before he could free himself he would have to find his attacker and find the thing she used to bind him.
~~~~~
Hermione had been woken almost roughly by Harry. “What is it?” she mumbled, wrapping herself deeper in her lover’s embrace. Ron was still soundly asleep and it would take more then a gentle shake to rouse him.
“Malfoy is up to something strange. He’s in the library, in the Restricted Section,” he whispered getting full attention.
“He’s where?” she asked, rubbing her eyes and sitting up.
“In the library. I was going to sneak down there to find out what he was up to.”
“Ron, wake up!” she snapped, elbowing him in the ribs.
The redhead coughed and cracked an eye. “What was that for?”
“We’re going ferret watching,” Hermione told him as she slipped out of his bed.
Nodding dumbly,Ron got up, eyes barely open, he was shirtless, a small tuff of red hair trailed down his well defined abs into his PJ bottoms. With a yawn he pulled on a shirt and joined the other two as they snuck out of the common room and into the chilled and silent corridors of the castle.
It wasn’t hard to sneak into the library unnoticed; they had grown use to moving as one and made no noise as they entered the restricted section.
They stood in silence as they listened to the blond boy read out loud from a book he had found. They all knew that book. For Hermione’s seventeenth birthday Harry had ventured into Knockturn alley to purchase that very book for her and Malfoy was reading aloud her favorite spell.
Hermione couldn’t help but notice the look of defeat on his face when he found out there was no way to reverse the curse without first finding the one who cast it on him.
Harry tilted his head, signaling that they should be on their way. He obviously wanted to talk about what they had witnessed. Something they wouldn’t be able to do in the library while Malfoy sat disheartened on the stone floor.
Once back in the Gryffindor common room Ron was the first to speak. “Hermione did you?”
She sighed and fell onto the couch. “Yes Ron, I did. I blinded him, bound him, and raped him.”
Harry stared at her, “How… what was it like?”
His mouth was dry and he found himself hungry for her explanation
“It was freeing, and sexy. He begged me to stop. He BEGGED me, Harry.”
“You want to play with him again, don’t you?” Ron asked dryly, falling onto the couch beside her.
“Does that disappoint you love?”
“No,” Ron admitted, leaning over to kiss her neck. “But, I think you’ve proved your point from dinner.”
Hermione smiled. “Something tells me you have something planned.”
“Oh I do,” Ron grinned evilly. “And he’s not going to have any idea what hit him.”
~~~~~
Draco was exhausted, he spent hours sitting in the library staring at the book trying to will it to say something different. He didn’t want to go to class, but he couldn’t bring himself to skip. He needed to watch everyone, to try to find the girl that attacked him so that he could undo the curse. There was a letter sitting at his seat as he walked into Charms. His brow knitted as he picked up the small piece of folded parchment. Opening it slowly, he read the words that were scribbled upon it.
‘I know what you’re looking for, and where it is. Meet me in the Astronomy Tower at a quarter past midnight.’
There was no signature and the handwriting wasn’t familiar, but if the person did have some clue as to what he was looking for. It was a chance he was willing to take. He was willing to take almost any risk if there was a chance it would end the dull ache in his groin.
***
luvhp - I'm glad you enjoy the story. I agree that there just isn't enough DommeHermione out there.
And for the anon responce - yes, you have seen it before. I orignally started posting it in the Draco/Hermione section. But it gets farther and farther away from that simple pairing in later chapters.
*** Beta by the wonderful SoftObsidian74 ***
2. Sins On Your Lips
Draco had tried every counter curse, every unbinding, every potion he could think of to no avail. Three days had passed and the aching in his groin had persisted, as well as the unpleasant reminder of the dilemma that tented his pants. He had interrogated every girl in Hogwarts that he believed capable of the act, but they all swore their innocence. There was nothing left to be done but brave the Restricted Section of the school library after curfew, and hopefully find the curse that had inflicted him.
He picked at his food during dinner. His appetite had left him as the days passed, his mind lingered on the feel of the woman who had taken him. She had been his first, and it had been against his will. Anger flared but was dampened by the ache that gnawed at him. He in no way had forgiven the girl who was responsible, and when he found her he would make her remove the curse and then repay her for what she had done. He would hurt her, make her beg, the same way she had made him beg.
~~~~~
Hermione watched him, watched the anger flare in his eyes as he tore at the flood on his plate. He was thinking about her. About what she had done to him.
“What are you thinking about, Mione?” Harry whispered, nudging her gently in the side.
“I was only musing Harry.”
“About?” Ron pressed, his mouth still filled with food.
“Why we spend so much time pretending to be good and wholesome,” Hermione answered, still absently watching Draco.
“Because if we started acting on our impulses, people would turn against us the same way they turned against Voldemort,” Harry stated, his eyes wandering over the faces of the other students.
“If we went psycho on everyone… sure. But if we picked one…who we could torment without worry that no one would find out about it…”
Both boys stopped eating and looked across the large room at the pale skinned Slytherin Prince.
“We shouldn’t even be having this discussion,” Harry muttered, swallowing hard.
“Yeah, the little ferret would rat us out if we even got near him.” Ron agreed, turning back to his meal. “Though, I would like to teach him that Muggle devices can cause more pain then magic can,” he added in a mumble.
Hermione sighed and nodded. She wasn’t satisfied with their answers, as she knew they were both itching to cause Malfoy harm.
~~~~~
The wind blew bitter and cold as the clock struck midnight. Draco shivered as he slowly read the bindings of the books. Finally one caught his eye, ‘Sexual Hexes for Dominant Witches.’ Taking the book carefully from the shelf, he sat on the cold stone floor and began to leaf through the pages. It wasn’t a large book, but each page was filled with spells and techniques used to make even the most headstrong wizard into a docile slave. Finally, he found what he was looking for. “The Submissive’s Binding Curse,” he read the passage aloud. “To inflict this curse upon a victim you must first posses the item of binding, a ring with slight elasticity between one and two inches in diameter. With this object in hand, point your wand at the victim’s erect penis and say Redimio Cupido . To remove this curse the object of binding must be in hand when the spell is cast.” Draco felt his chest tighten and his stomach churn. Before he could free himself he would have to find his attacker and find the thing she used to bind him.
~~~~~
Hermione had been woken almost roughly by Harry. “What is it?” she mumbled, wrapping herself deeper in her lover’s embrace. Ron was still soundly asleep and it would take more then a gentle shake to rouse him.
“Malfoy is up to something strange. He’s in the library, in the Restricted Section,” he whispered getting full attention.
“He’s where?” she asked, rubbing her eyes and sitting up.
“In the library. I was going to sneak down there to find out what he was up to.”
“Ron, wake up!” she snapped, elbowing him in the ribs.
The redhead coughed and cracked an eye. “What was that for?”
“We’re going ferret watching,” Hermione told him as she slipped out of his bed.
Nodding dumbly,Ron got up, eyes barely open, he was shirtless, a small tuff of red hair trailed down his well defined abs into his PJ bottoms. With a yawn he pulled on a shirt and joined the other two as they snuck out of the common room and into the chilled and silent corridors of the castle.
It wasn’t hard to sneak into the library unnoticed; they had grown use to moving as one and made no noise as they entered the restricted section.
They stood in silence as they listened to the blond boy read out loud from a book he had found. They all knew that book. For Hermione’s seventeenth birthday Harry had ventured into Knockturn alley to purchase that very book for her and Malfoy was reading aloud her favorite spell.
Hermione couldn’t help but notice the look of defeat on his face when he found out there was no way to reverse the curse without first finding the one who cast it on him.
Harry tilted his head, signaling that they should be on their way. He obviously wanted to talk about what they had witnessed. Something they wouldn’t be able to do in the library while Malfoy sat disheartened on the stone floor.
Once back in the Gryffindor common room Ron was the first to speak. “Hermione did you?”
She sighed and fell onto the couch. “Yes Ron, I did. I blinded him, bound him, and raped him.”
Harry stared at her, “How… what was it like?”
His mouth was dry and he found himself hungry for her explanation
“It was freeing, and sexy. He begged me to stop. He BEGGED me, Harry.”
“You want to play with him again, don’t you?” Ron asked dryly, falling onto the couch beside her.
“Does that disappoint you love?”
“No,” Ron admitted, leaning over to kiss her neck. “But, I think you’ve proved your point from dinner.”
Hermione smiled. “Something tells me you have something planned.”
“Oh I do,” Ron grinned evilly. “And he’s not going to have any idea what hit him.”
~~~~~
Draco was exhausted, he spent hours sitting in the library staring at the book trying to will it to say something different. He didn’t want to go to class, but he couldn’t bring himself to skip. He needed to watch everyone, to try to find the girl that attacked him so that he could undo the curse. There was a letter sitting at his seat as he walked into Charms. His brow knitted as he picked up the small piece of folded parchment. Opening it slowly, he read the words that were scribbled upon it.
‘I know what you’re looking for, and where it is. Meet me in the Astronomy Tower at a quarter past midnight.’
There was no signature and the handwriting wasn’t familiar, but if the person did have some clue as to what he was looking for. It was a chance he was willing to take. He was willing to take almost any risk if there was a chance it would end the dull ache in his groin.
***
luvhp - I'm glad you enjoy the story. I agree that there just isn't enough DommeHermione out there.
And for the anon responce - yes, you have seen it before. I orignally started posting it in the Draco/Hermione section. But it gets farther and farther away from that simple pairing in later chapters.