the peep hole

Chapter 3.... in the library...with a slytherin dick... whoops, channeling Clue there for a sec....

Yadda yadda Yadda..... JK owns it all... the whole bloody world by now... but I still reserve the right to stick a hickey on their necks...
especially Draco.... or Blaise..... Fred and George would be good....hey, Snape is interesting.... SMACK....back to our regularly scheduled smut fest...


Hermione slid into the library in the late afternoon, feeling a bit hunted and desperate. Her day had been hard.... really hard... OK, so she had been damp, but she was sure Draco and Blaise had been hard, and that was making her wet and that was making her feel hunted and desperate! Double Potions AND care of Magical creatures, both of them with the Slytherins was enough to make Hermione want to tear her hair out... It started out with Care of Magical Creatures. Draco wasn\'t there, having opted out of the class (Hermione wished she could, but she hated hurting Hagrids feelings). Blaise had been completely circumspect, which should have made Hermione happy, but she kept looking at his full lower lip and wanting to grab it between her teeth and nibble just a bit. Then later in the class, when Blaise had gone to the front and had been demonstrating with Hagrid the correct way to hold a Niffler, Hermione couldn\'t keep her eyes of his sweet little bum. Who cares that he had his school robes on and she really couldn\'t see it. She damn well knew what it looked like, she had seen it in glorius living color not 6 inches from her face just this morning. At one part of the demonstration, Blaise accidently tripped and bumped his beautiful bum right into Hermiones front. Hermione felt the air go out of her lungs as she reached out to steady Blaise by grabbing his hips... Ok, so she didn\'t HAVE to grab him and pull him into her. Or caress his hipbones for a second before she realized that she was perilously close to feeling Blaise up in the middle of class. She hadn\'t had to rub her face for a scant second in his curly black hair, or nip him on the shoulder, when no one was looking.. She hadn\'t meant to do all those things, but she just couldn\'t seem to help herself. The only thing that saved her was that most of the class was too busy cooing over the Nifflers to notice the Head girl coming very close to molesting a Slytherin.

Hermione quickly put her hands behind her back and prayed for the class to end.... Which it did.... Which led to Double Potions! Both Draco and Blaise were in that class, which made things doubly hard for Hermione. First there was Draco, who smirked at Hermione and pulled at his turtleneck that was under his school robes, letting her see one of the hickeys she had given him last night. He waggled his eyebrows at her and nodded at her turtleneck.. The only one she had, and was resigned to wear for the next week or so till the hickeys he gave her faded.... Hmmm.... Hermione thought she knew a charm to get rid of her hickeys, but then Draco would get rid of his... Hermione didn\'t want Draco to get rid of his hickeys, she felt this incredible welling up of territorial feelings. By God she had staked her claim, marked him..... Flushing, Hermione realised that she might as well be a dog, pissing on his favorite tree...She really had gone mental...

Of course it was no better looking at Blaise. He already knew she was having trouble keeping her eyes and hands off him. Millicent Bulstrode patted him on the bum as he walked by to get his Potions ingredients, she could understand, it truly was pettable, but it didn\'t stop her from sending a discreet shrinking hex at Millicents trousers making her split them with a satisfying rip as she sat down. Cow, thought Hermione, as Millicent blushed furiously , teach you to put your hands on my man... Oh Gods, now she was feeling territorial over BOTH of them. She really was a selfish hussy. Well, it was ok if Draco and Blaise felt each other up, but damn the girl who tried!

Hermione was paired with Neville again in Potions. Neville never went and got potions ingredients, because it meant having to pass Snapes desk, and poor Neville had a tendency to go into a panic attack when that happened. So Hermione went to the Potions cupboard to find the ingredients for todays potion. She felt someone brush up behind her and the unmistakeable spicy scent of Draco Malfoy overrode the ingredients in the cupboard. She felt his front brush up against her back, and felt his breath blow across her neck and ear, causing goosebumps to rise along her flesh. \" You ran away from us this morning, Granger.\" said Draco in a quiet drawling voice, so as not to be overheard. \" You should never run from Dragons, we love to chase. and what we chase, we catch, and what we catch, we eat.\" With a slight clicking sound, as he snapped his teeth together, and a rubbing of his very hard, very nice erection across the small of her back, he grabbed his ingredients and went back to his seat. It had been brief, so brief, but Hermione felt her hard nipples and damp knickers and knew that if Draco wanted, he could have taken her right there in Potions class, in front of Snape and she probably wouldn\'t have protested.

The rest of Potions had been a blur, luckily for once Neville stepped up and did his part which kept them from failing the class. Hermiones station was slightly behind and to the right of Draco and Blaises, which gave her a very good view of them through the entire class. Draco and Blaise were discreet for the most part, but Hermione caught Draco brushing up against Blaise as he reached behind him for some ingredients. She saw Blaise reach for a quill to write some remarks and brush a hand over the back of Dracos neck. Once, when everyone else was busy stirring, Draco caught Hermiones eye, smirked and patted Blaise on the bum, then crossed his hands over his own, to ward off her shrinking hex... Sigh... So maybe the hex on Millicent hadn\'t been THAT subtle. At her shamefaced blush, Draco smiled and mouthed at Hermione, \" I feel the same way, \" and gave Blaise one more pat for good measure. Finally, after two more interminable hours and fifteen hot fantasies later, Hermione escaped to lunch.

Where of course, Draco and Blaise were. Hermione sat so that she couldn\'t look at them, but it didn\'t help. She could feel them looking at her through the entire meal. Finally she skivved off lunch and headed to the loo to cool down, then to Arithmency, who should be there already, but DRACO....Again! Draco was already sitting in his favorite seat at the back of the class, and as Hermione walked by him to go to her usual seat at the front of the class, Draco reached out a hand, grabbed her arm and gave her a yank. Dragging her into the seat next to him. \" Granger,\" said Draco, \" Thank you so much for agreeing to sit next to me this class. I have been having trouble with these last few formulas and appreciate your helping me today.\" He said it in a smarmy tone that fooled no one, except Professor Vector and Hermione had no choice but to settle beside Draco and prepare to suffer through another interminable class. For the rest of the class, Draco looked to be the model attentive student. When not looking over his paper, he was busy consulting with Hermione over hers. Professor Vector, having notoriously bad eye sight, didn\'t see Dracos hand reaching under the desk to rub gently along Hermione thigh, or see him brush his lips across her ear as he looked over her paper. Hermione groaned, at one point reaching down to push Dracos hand away, only to have her hand caught and brought over to his lap, to rub over his straining erection. So her hand lingered over his crotch even after he pulled his hand away to play with the sensitive skin behind her knee....He started it.

Hermione had been a mass of screaming hormones and sexual frustration by the time Arithmency was over, not helped at all by the hand Draco put on her bum to boost her out of the bench they shared. the fact that the hand slid between the cheeks of her arse and then slipped down to cup her bottom gently made Hermione want to sit back down and impale herself on Dracos raging cock. She controlled herself though, and practically ran to the library. Seeking refuge in the one place she felt safest and most at home.


Hermione sat her books down in her favorite quiet corner near the Restricted section. The library was very quiet this time of day, Pince was at her desk, which wasn\'t in sight line of Hermiones favorite spot, dozing slightly in the late afternoon sunlight struggling weakly to shine through the thick panes of glass. Hermiones corner was already becoming dusky, but individual candles on the desks provided enough light to work by, and thats all Hermione cared about. Hermione walked over to the closest book shelf. Climbed the ladder to reach for a book she knew was there, and was about to come back down when she felt two very warm, very masculine hands slide up her legs, from ankle to midcalf, underneath her robes and skirt. Hermione quickly looked down, and saw Blaise smiling gently up at her.

\" You looked a bit unsteady there Hermione, \" said Blaise with a winsome smile that would have done a Botecelli Angel proud. \" I will steady you as you come on down. You know, return the favor for you saving me from falling on my arse in Care of Magical Creatures. \" Hermione blushed, remembering her running her hands around his hip bones and decided to get down off the ladder as fast as she could. As she descended, with more haste than grace. Hermiones feet slipped a bit, and she slid down the last few rungs, falling a bit back into Blaises arms. She realised with a start, that his hands, with started out at midcalf, now had slid all the way up her thighs and one hand was cupping her very damp mound, while the other had slid up her stomach and was pressing her back against his chest and stomach.

Blaise groaned slightly, Hermione felt so warm and soft, cuddled up against his body. Blaise wasn\'t as tall or as broad shouldered as Draco, and it was a wonderful novelty to be the larger partner, to be the one who was sheltering a much smaller body, rather than the other way around. Blaises hand began rubbing and caressing Hermiones mound, as he pressed her into his chest. His mouth began rubbing at the sensitive skin right below Hermiones ear, and running forward to rub along her jawline. He slipped his hand into her tiny knickers, sliding two of his fingers down into her creamy slit, capturing her clit between his fingers and rubbed up and down gently, trapping her clit and setting off an electric friction that had Hermione on the edge of orgasm quickly.

She had been on the edge, all day, really from the moment she woke up in bed with two very lovely men in her bed, and now she was about to have an orgasm in the library, just because Blaise touched her. Suddenly, taking her by surprise, a quick little shivery orgasm spun across Hermiones nerve endings. Hermione moaned a choked off, quiet little moan, trying not to draw too much attention to the fact that she was being artfully molested in the stacks. Blaise chuckled softly into her neck, \" that was quick, my sweet. Have you been needing that today? I know that I am as hard as a board, and have been since I first saw you at breakfast this morning.\" with that, he rubbed his erection up against her bum, showing her that while she had had a little relief, he was still aching.

Blaise put his hands on her hips and spun her around , then put his hands on her arse lifted her slightly and ground his aching erection into her panty clad juncture. He began backing her up, slowly till she felt the edge of the table hit the back of her thighs. Blaise lifted her a little more, and slid her into sitting position on the table. He looked down at her red satin knickers and smiled.. \"Nice, but they would be nicer in green.\" He slid off her panties and put them into her book bag on the table. \" We wont be needing those for a bit,\" he whispered huskily, and leaned over, using his soft lush mouth to part the lips of her sex and suck her clit into his mouth, nursing at it till Hermione thought she would lose her mind.

Hermione looked around the library, thankfully no one was even near her part, and she couldn\'t hear anything but Pinces slight snores coming from the other side of the bookcases. Well, she could hear Blaise slurping around... Cripes... He was really good at this! Draco had been amazing, all sharp teeth and quick tongue, but Blaise was making her nuts with the gentle suction and soft lips. Hermione quickly forgot to be looking around for trouble, being thrown into a much stronger orgasm. She bit down on her lips, trying to muffle the moaning that wanted desperately to come from her lips. If she could hear Pinces soft snores, she figured Pince could hear her scream like a banshee. Hermione tasted blood as she bit desperately down on her lips, only easing up when Blaises head came out from between her legs to press his supple mouth against hers.

Blaise leaned in a bit, gently grinding his bulge against Hermione. \" Did you like that, sweet?\" Blaise asked in a breathless whisper. \" I can do more, or we can stop if you don\'t want to go further.\" Blaise was in pain, Hermione knew this, but he was willing for this to be the end if she wanted it to be.

Hermione reached forward, unfastening his robe, unzipped his pants and grabbed his naked erection. She scooted to the very edge of the table, and put his cock to the entrance to her pussy. Hermione reached around, grabbed that bum that had been mesmerizing her all damn day and pulled him home. Blaise laid back his head with a groan that was loud enough to make Pince snort, and began pumping himself into Hermione. He couldn\'t be gentle about it. He had been hard all day long, and she was so hot, wet and tight, it made him go a bit crazy. He began gasping and moaning, till Hermione, worried that he was going to attract attention, reached behind his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers, trying desperately to muffle his loud Latin ways. Blaise began muttering his lovely Italian love words (for all she knew he was calling her foul names, but she didn\'t care,it sounded nice) into her ear, as he began pounding her, harder and harder. Normally Hermione would have been put off by the roughness, but it was so out of character for Blaise, and she was so horny from a day full of sexual teasing that anything less would have not been nearly enough.

It didn\'t take that long, both of them so excited that the crisis came fairly quickly. Hermione had her hand shoved against Blaises mouth, to stifle the volley of Italian profanities that were now spewing from him. Her own mouth was busy marking up Blaises neck, she couldn\'t believe she had failed to mark him last night. Take that Millicent! As Blaises orgasm faded, he kissed Hermiones hand gently, nipping it lightly to let her know she could let go now.. of his neck.. Which she did, after giving him another hickey just to make sure. Blaise chuckled. Hermione and Draco were more similiar than they knew. both of them liking to mark their territory. Blaise was resigned to looking like a chew toy for awhile.

Blaise and Hermione straightened up, and put themselves back together, none too soon either, Ginny came around the corner a few moments later, looking for Hermione to take her to Supper. She sniffed suspiciously. Ginny couldn\'t be sure, but she could swear that she smelled the scent of sex in the air. Ginny may not have had sex yet, but she was a voyeur of the highest order, and she was always trying to catch one of her brothers in the act of shagging some girl. Percy was too uptight to catch,and Ron was too sneaky, but Fred and George really didn\'t seem to care who was watching when they were catching some tail, usually the two of them going after the same girl at the same time(those boys were the better than any sex education class). Ginny looked at Hermione and Blaise appraisingly...hmm... If it had been any other girl with Zabini, Ginny would have been sure, but Hermione just wasn\'t that kind of girl. She was such a prude, she wouldn\'t even spy on Ron or Harry anymore. Nope, Ginny must be smelling some other couple, or just be suffering from wish fufillment.... Damn... she was going to shag Harry soon, whether he wanted it or not! Maybe if she dressed up like a Quidditch broom.... Ginny shook herself and told Hermione to get a move on, or they would miss supper...

Hermione gave Zabini a shamefaced smile and scuttled off after Ginny, looking back at him as she hurried from the library. He smiled at her, kissed his fingers and mouthed...\"later\".... Hermione tried to suppress the shivers that crept up her spine with the thought of another interlude with Blaise zabini.

A/N... here it is, 2 chappies in one little day!! LOL, I will try to do Draco and Hermione next, hopefully this evening.... I know, run on sentences, but I have no beta and I must strike while the plot bunnies are hot... and horny.... thanks for the reviews. Let me know what you think of this chapter.