Change of Mind

Draco Malfoy was walking through Dungeons of Hogwarts, heading towards the Slytherin Common Room. After a series of complicated turns, he reached a blank wall. 

"Serpent." He said to the wall. A door appeared, and he walked through it into the dimly lit Common Room.

Blaise Zabini was sitting on a plush sofa when Draco entered the room. 

"So, what do we have planned for tonight?" Blaise asked him.

"I haven't the faintest idea," Draco said a little irritably. "Knowing Goyle, maybe another stupid strip tease from another girl who hasn't a bloody clue what she's doing."

Blaise said nothing. He and Draco walked upstairs toward their dorm.

Every Friday night, the seventh year Slytherin boys had a “guys night”. They drank, gambled, and played with girls. Every week, each one of them had to think of a new idea for the night. Last week it was Theodore Nott's turn. He had brought in three willing sixth year Hufflepuffs for some fun. 

Draco personally didn't like them. They were too dense for his taste. 

This week, it was Goyle's turn. By far, Crabbe and Goyle always had the worst ideas, and they always brought the ugliest girls. Draco was not too eager for what they had in store. 

Crabbe, Goyle, and Nott were already in the room when Draco and Blaise entered. Goyle looked very pleased with himself, Crabbe was snickering, and Nott had a smirk on his face.

Draco's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Why do you look so happy? You better not bring another hairy Ravenclaw again, or I swear Goyle  – " 

Nott cut him off. "Draco, stop. I believe Goyle's idea is the best idea that any of us had ever come up with." 

Goyle finally spoke up. "Have a bit of faith, eh Draco?" He rummaged in his robe, and he pulled out what looked like a large flask of mud.

Draco eyed the flask. Goyle then took out five little beakers. Nothing appeared to be inside them.

"Here, each of you take a beaker." Goyle said, handing out the beakers. 

Draco took one, and looked inside. There was something in each of the beakers. A single strand of hair. Draco's beaker contained a long blonde strand. He snapped his head up. Everything fit now.

He gave a sly smile to Goyle. "Are these hairs from just anybody?" He asked.

"No, Crabbe and I hand picked each one." Goyle said, glad that Draco approved. 

Draco smirked. He had to admit, Goyle really outdid himself this time. 

“So, what now?” Zabini asked, peering into his beaker. 

Crabbe went outside their dorm, and returned a few seconds later, a Slytherin girl trailing behind him. 

“This is Lexi. She's volunteered to give us a little show today.” Crabbe said, pointing at the girl excitedly. 

Lexi smiled and eyed the boys in the room, her stare lingering on Draco in particular. Draco frowned inwardly. Lexi was decent looking, but he knew her type. Dumb and desperate. 

Nott transfigured all five of their beds into leather arm chairs, and a conjured a sturdy coffee table. Goyle Accio'd a half-full bottle of Firewhiskey and five shot glasses from his dresser. He passed the drink around. 

Once the boys were comfortable and warm with a shot of Firewhiskey, Goyle handed Lexi a shot glass with some Polyjuice Potion. “One shot will last fifteen minutes. You know what to do.” Goyle said to Lexi, sitting back in his chair comfortably.

Lexi sauntered over to Nott, and took his beaker. She carefully added the hair to the potion. She took a sip of the potion, and shuddered at the taste. In under a minute, she had transformed into Lavender Brown. 

Crabbe and Goyle hooted in unison and Nott flushed slightly. He had always had a liking for Lavender. 

Lavender stared into Nott's eyes with a hint of mischievousness. She slowly began to discard her robes, and took the time to remove each button slowly. Under her robes, she unveiled a short skirt, and a tight, skimpy shirt. Nott shifted in his seat, his stare never leaving hers. 

She took off her shirt, revealing a black lace bra. Standing up on the coffee table, she began to sway her hips seductively, almost dancing.

Draco smirked. She wasn't as bad as he thought she would be. 

Lavender proceeded to remove her skirt, and she was left standing on the table with nothing but her bra and a thong.

Nott's breath hitched in his throat. He was obviously enjoying this, as he had flushed a very deep shade of red. 

Lavender hopped off the table and sat on Nott's lap, wrapping herself around him.

Draco shifted his attention from the erotic sight before him to Zabini. “How about we bet that this,” He shook his own beaker, indicating the solitary strand of hair inside, “Belongs to that blonde Ravenclaw vixen, Amelia Curvhart?” 

Zabini chuckled a little awkwardly, and ignored Draco's offer. 

“Here, switch with me.” Zabini said suddenly, giving his beaker to Draco. 

Draco laughed. “Ah, Blaise. I always knew you had a weakness for blondes.” He traded beakers with Zabini, and looked in his. A wavy brunette stand of hair lay inside.

“I'm particularly fond of brunettes,” Draco said to Blaise. “Hopefully this will be good.”

After Nott's turn was over, it was Crabbe's turn. Lexi transformed into one of the dense Hufflepuffs that Nott had brought in last week. Goyle had her transform into a girl that Draco did not know; she looked quite young. Zabini had Amelia Curvhart, just as Draco predicted. Zabini was not a man of many words, but Draco could tell that he was enjoying his turn very much.

Finally, it was Draco's turn. He was actually quite excited, and agitated from waiting for so long. Lexi took his beaker and emptied it's contents into her last glass of potion. She smiled at him, and downed the shot. Draco sat back, and waited to see who she would transform into. Would it be that sultry seventh year from Ravenclaw? Or that cute sixth year Hufflepuff? Draco blinked at the sight before him, dumbstruck. Standing in front of him, wearing a wanton smile, was Hermione Granger. The rest of the boys howled with laughter. Draco was too shocked to say anything. 

“Lets see what Granger has under those robes!” Nott yelled, Crabbe and Goyle still snickering. Zabini grinned. The look on Draco's face was priceless.

Hermione went up on the coffee table, and began to unbutton her robe. When it was finally off, she threw it at Goyle, who was still guffawing with laughter. 

Draco's eyes widened with surprise. He did not expect Granger's body to look so tempting. She had a pale, creamy complexion, and her large brown eyes stood out from her light skin. Her hair was frizzy, but in a sexy way. The heavy robes she wore all the time hid her slim frame and perfectly smooth legs.

Hermione swayed her curvaceous hips, and slowly removed her shirt. 

“Take it off!” Crabbe said, almost impatiently. Hermione shot him a glance, and removed the tiny shirt in one swift motion. She revealed a flat, toned stomach, and round, full breasts.

Draco shifted in his seat. He felt his cock twitch in his briefs. He licked his lips.



Hermione smirked, and proceeded to slowly unhook her bra. Once removed, she threw it at Draco. 

All they boys hooted and cheered.

“Damn, that Granger has a fine set of knockers!” Nott said, taking a shot of Firewhiskey. 

Draco shifted in his seat again. He didn't know what was going on with him. This was Granger. Granger. He hated Granger. Everything about her, from her ugly hair, to her know-it-all attitude, to her beautiful set of breasts....

No! Draco scolded himself. She's a filthy Mudblood. 

The little voice in the back of his mind challenged his last thought. Who cares about blood? She's so sexy...

Hermione hopped off the coffee table, and straddled Draco's lap. She began kissing his neck, and she slowly nibbled on his ear. Draco groaned quietly. He snaked one of his hands under her, grabbing a soft breast. He felt her smile against his neck. He shifted, and Hermione felt the hard bulge in his pants. 

“Someone is enjoying this,” She whispered into his ear. Draco nodded, his eyes closed. She slowly slid her hand under his robe. She unzipped his pants expertly, and grabbed his throbbing cock from beneath his boxers. Draco hissed slightly at the contact. 

He quickly glanced around the room, and the was glad that the boys weren't paying much attention to him anymore; Zabini had brought out a deck of cards. 

Hermione started moving her hand slowly up and down his shaft, still nibbling on his ear. Draco massaged both of her breasts, reveling in their softness. She moved her hand up to the tip of his cock, and swirled his moist head with her thumb. Draco thrust into her hands, and she began to move faster. He growled in pleasure; he was so close. She trailed small kisses along his jawline and used her other hand to cup his balls. Draco bucked into her hand at the sensation. Smiling slyly, Hermione closed the distance between themselves with a searing kiss. She massaged his tongue with her own, exploring every crevice of his hot mouth. Draco groaned into her lips as he came, hard. Thick white spurts of his release shot onto her stomach as she squeezed her hand up and down his member, milking him dry. 

Draco cast a Scourgify on himself and the witch straddling him. She pulled herself off him as he buttoned his trousers. As Lexi was putting on her robes, she slowly transformed back into herself. She shrunk a couple of inches, and Hermione's long brunette hair shortened considerably and turned a dull shade of blonde. Draco got up, and joined the rest of the boys for a good game of poker while Lexi silently left their room.

~*~

Later that night, Draco had a dream with Hermione, and he woke up to find a large tent in his sheets. Cursing himself and Granger, he went to the showers to take care of it. 

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A/N: I figured I would upload a couple more chapters to set the stage for what's to come. Please let me know what you think!