The Best of a Bad Situation (BoBS for short)

Chapter 4 – Hermione’s Tale


“Hermione, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” she answered immediately. Lavender and Ginny teased her for being chicken, but Hermione didn’t care. “I think after your lewd display Parvati, it’s too soon for another dare.”

“Okay,” the Indian girl said, “truth then. Did watching me and Lavender make out turn you on? And if so, explain in descriptive detail why it did.”

Hermione was about to answer without even realizing what the question had been, when her brain caught up to her mouth, and she did a double take to look at her room mate. Hermione was speechless.

“You can’t ask me that,” she exclaimed, looking a little flushed.

“Yes she can Hermione,” Harry informed her while grin, “a, “and for hesitating, you have to drink another shot. Those are the rules, and you agreed.” Harry had witnessed Hermione touching herself just a short time ago, so already knew what the answer would be. He was looking very forward to hearing the explanation of why though. The more liquored up Hermione was, no doubt the better the story would be.

Ginny had already passed the bottle to Hermione, so she had no choice but to take another swig surmounting to the peer pressure.

“So, what’s the answer?” Lavender called out.

Not wanting to drink another shot of vodka for hesitating, Hermione gathered her courage and admitted that yes, watching the two girls had been incredibly sexy, and had turned her on. Hermione however didn’t know the others already all knew that answer, and were instead just waiting for the juicy details of why.

“Well, it all started fourth year, I guess,” Hermione began to explain. “Lav, you and Parvati were experimenting with each other mond mnd more, and I was left by myself a lot of the time. I was also sorta dating Victor Krum, and was worried he might try to kiss me or something after that Yule Ball. So when you two turned in for the night, I started to spy on the two of you.”

“You spied on us?” Parvati was shocked, outraged, and a little turned on herself.

“Yeah, but only because I didn’t know what you were doing! I thought you were still practicing kissing and stuff. I didn’t know that you were doing, ah, other things.”

“Hey,” Harry yelled, “she said you have to be descriptive!”

“We don’t mind, Hermione,” Parvati encouraged her. “He won’t remember anything in the morning anyway. And we can trust Ginny.”

Hermione just hid her face in her hands, and mumbled something nobody could hear.

“What was that, Herm?”

“I said,” she yelled, not angry but more frustrated with herself, “that I’d be too embarrassed to describe everything with all of you looking at me!”

Harry had a brilliant idea just then, and seized the opportunity.

“I think that’s another hesitation Hermione, don’t you?” He could see she was about to argue, and cut her off. “But I know this is hard for you, so how about this? Just close your eyes, and we’ll all be quiet. Then just talk aloud about what you think of Lavender and Parvati, and you won’t even notice we’re here. I’m sure with all the vodka you’ve had, you’ll forget all about us.”

Ginny was smiling with approval, and the other two were back to their customary giggling.

It took some more convincing, but Hermione once again gave in, as she didn’t want anymore extra shots if she could avoid them. The bottle was a little less than half full, but there was still plenty more left to drink. And at the rate she was hesitating, she might even have to finish it off herself.

SoHermione closed her eyes, the others remained quiet, and she began to describe her thoughts.

“Well, the first night I spied on them, they were both in Parvati’s bed, but her curtains weren’t pulled closed tightly. I had just come back from brushing my teeth, and noticed Lav wasn’t in her own bed. That’s why I was going over to Parvati’s; to ask Lav if she’d help me with my hair for the upcoming Yule Ball. But when I approached, I saw into the curtains, and what I saw stopped me dead in my tracks.”

Parvati and Lavender didn’t yet know what exact night Hermione was talking about, but were getting turned on hearing their room mate describe their “playtime” with an increasingly sultry voice. Lavender was the one to move in front of Parvati this time, and Parvati tickled her arms and rubbed her shoulders as Hermione continued.

“Back then Parvati didn’t wear any sexy pajamas or anything, so she still had on a normal nightshirt. Lavender had a man’s set of pajamas on though; pants with a button down shirt. She was lying back on the bed, her eyes closed on the pillow, and she was totally still. But what caught my attention was that her shirt had been unbuttoned, and I could see a thin strip of flesh all the way down to her stomach.”

Lavender gave a quiet sigh as she remembered that night, and Harry motioned for her to remain silent. Luckily the small sound wasn’t enough for Hermione to break concentration, and she went on.

“Parvati was kneeling alongside Lavender, and she was simply just looking at her. Almost admiring her, really. I’d seen them kiss and stuff before, but it was always playful and teasing, and they always had a matching look in their eyes. But what I saw in Parvati that night couldn’t be anything but lust. She was also running her hands up and down the thin expanse of skin; between Lavender’s breasts. Even back then Lav had a decent rack, and although I couldn’t see her breasts beneath her shirt, I for the first time wondered what they might feel like.”

Harry was squirming uncomfortably in his seat, once again with a raging hard on. Ginny didn’t look much better off, and for a moment the two caught each other’s eyes, and signs of the other’s arousal. They each gave a shy smile, and turned away then. As if by silent agreement, they knew it was beyond their ability to control their bodily reactions, and so they dismissed them. This night no doubt would be full or awkward and embarrassing situations, and they’d just have to deal with them as they came up.

Hermione had her head resting against a bedpost now; eyes still closed; but completely immersed in the memory. Her hands were in her lap, but the thin fabric of her top was straining against her heavy breathing.

“With each pass ati’ati’s finger made up and down Lavender’s torso, they’d slip just a fraction further under the material of her open pajama top. Her breasts were still hidden, but I could start to see the swell of them as the material moved. Parvati was starting to tickle Lavender around her belly button too, and it was making Lavender squirm. She still remained silent, but she was breathing hard, and that made her shirt move even more.”

Unconsciously with her words, Hermione was moving her fingertips up and down her own cleavage, mimicking what she was describing Parvati do. The real Parvati; the one behind Lavender’s back; was enjoyably doing the same to her partner. It had been a long time since the two had just experimentally touched each other, and hearing about it from a third person recollection was enticingly erotic. Suddenly, to her it felt like her first time with Lav all over again.

“Eventually Lav’s shirt fell away on one side, and her pale breast caught the moonlight. It looked perfect. Parvati had stopped too doing what she was doing, and I could tell she was afraid to continue. But Lavender was still heavily breathing on the bed, and she actually reached up to grab Parvati’s hand. That surprised me most of all. Then together, they guided their hands all over Lavender’s chest, tracing patterns with their nails.”

Hermione had moved on from tracing lines up and down her chest, and had proceeded to massage her left breast through her top. Harry could make out the material of her bra shift positions, and for a moment it looked like Hermione had pulled it down out of the way. He must have been mien ten though, or else it popped back into place when she switched sides. Harry didn’t mind though, as the show continued. By then he’d been able to get his hands on a pillow, which he had immediately covered his lap with. One hand was resting on top, looking innocent, while his other hand was underneath, repositioning himself. Harry was adamant about not wanking himself while watching the other girls touch themselves and each other, but that was a hard promise to live up to. So he didn’t wank as he promised, but he did linger longer than necessary while shifting his growing erection.

Ginny noticed Harry’s busy hands under the pillow, but didn’t mind. The look they shared told her things were going to happened that they’d just have to handle, and right now Ginny didn’t think she should make Harry aware that she knew what he was doing. Parvati and Lavender on the other hand had no problems with public display, so Ginny focused on them. Just like in Hermione’s story, Parvati from behind had slipped one side of Lavender’s top down, revealing a smooth, creamy breast. It was much larger than it would have been two years ago, but Parvati’s hands were larger as well. And currently, Parvarti was hiding all the best parts in her grasp. Ginny just ed ted to see more, not daring to again touch herself. She had on only a thin nightshirt, and unlike the others, wasn’t ready to put herself on display. She’s had the least amount to drink so far, and it obviously showed.

“Lav’s shirt still covered one side on her, but that didn’t seem to matter to them. Parvati was also leaning down now, placing gentle kisses all over Lavender’s breast. Everywhere but her nipple, I saw. Lavender has very big, pink nipples and areoles, and I remember watching them because they’re so unlike my own. Parvati instead kept to the top swell of Lavender’s breast, and licked along the underside of it. I could tell they were going to do more than just kiss and touch at that point, and I caught myself then, realizing I was peeping. That’s when I stopped, and dove in my bed. I pulled the curtains around me as tight as they’d go, and I tried to get to sleep before Lavender’s moans could get any louder.”

Harry was disappointed that Hermione’s tale was about to end, as he was greatly enjoying it. To his right he had a clear view of Parvati groping Lavender from behind. To his left he had Ginny not doing a thing, but eagerly enjoyed the show as well. And right across from him Hermione was wantonly still cupping her breast with one hand, while the other was running up and down her leg, from her knee to the bottom of her boxers. Her voice was also the sexiest Harry had ever heard it sound, as it seemed to be just dripping with passion. For the past half minute Harry had given up trying to keep his hands off himself, and instead settled for keeping a constant pressure on his prick. He made no up and down movements, but his hand beneath the pillow pressed down soothingly on his cock, with his fingers wrapped around under his scrotum. Occasionally he’s wiggle his fingertips to further stir his loins, but for the most part Hermione’s erotic tale, not to mention the sight of her and the others, were more than enough stimuli. And much to his pleasure, Hermione continued on where previously he feared she would stop.

“I couldn’t get to sleep though, as much as I tried. Watching those two had increased my pulse so much that I could hear my heartbeat in my ears, and I was ashamed to admit that I was also turned on. Not by them really, although Lavender did look real nice, but by the fact that they got to experience those feelings, while I was afraid I never would. Then I got to wonder if Victor would expect some of those things from me, and I was more than a little thrilled at the thought. He’s not the most attractive guy at school I know, but there was something about how all the girls looked at him that made me excited, and that he had refused them all to the Ball just to ask me. To make it worse, Lavender had gotten louder since I left, and I could hear her all the way from my bed. The sounds just wouldn’t go away, and I started to fantasize about how Victor could do things to me to make me sound like that.”

Both Harry and Ginny shared another amazed look, and smiled as Harry nodded towards Hermione. He had mouthed the words “who knew Hermione was a pervert,” and that made Ginny almost laugh. Then she made a fake grab for the pillow on his lap, and he was scared for a moment that she’d get it. When he realized she was just teasing him though, he again mouthed some words to her “what do you expect?” Gesturing around to a half naked Lavender, and Hermione still enraptured with her own body, Ginny had to admit it was an unfair situation for Harry. Just then Harry leaned in close to whisper to her

“Besides, I’m not the only one.” His breath was moist and warm on her ear, and as he pulled away, he reached out to the front of her shirt. With just the barest of contact, he touched a cloth-covered nipple with his index finger, and hoped she wouldn’t slap him for it. She didn’t, and blushed again as she looked down at her shirt, then to Harry’s finger, and back to his face. Harry gave her another of his famous lop-sided grins, and turned back to watch Hermione. He missed some of the story, but obviously it had progressed further.

“Victor, Ron, Harry, Professor Lockhart; it didn’t matter. As Lavender’s moans continued and reached a crescendo, I couldn’t help but to touch myself, imagining every attractive boy at Hogwarts doing the wickedest things to me. I was still to shy to take off my night clothes, but I remember that was the first time I dared touch myself down there. My nipples were also sensitive for the first time, and I couldn’t believe the sensations that would run through them just with the softest flick of my hands. I had read all about sex and erotic zones of course, but it’s a world of difference between reading about them, and experiencing them yourself. I must have gone on like that for ten minutes, touching myself deeper and deeper, becoming more and more excited, until all of the sudden Lavender cried out and then went quiet. I had a good idea what happened, but I didn’t want her to stop so soon. Without those sounds, I was feeling ashamed and embarrassed, and I knew that only if Parvati started again, I could continue. But they must have gone to sleep after that, because I didn’t hear anymore sounds. I was still incredibly turned on, but I couldn’t continue like that, and so I suffered. I must have stayed up at least another two hours until I finally drifted off to sleep.”

“It was just my turn that night,” Lavender spoke up for the first time. She must have adjusted her top when no one had noticed, because she was once again decent, although Harry could see a hint of her knickers.

“That was the first time we had gone beyond kissing, and stared to touch. Parvati actually wanted to stop with my breasts, but I guided her hands down under my undies. Neither of us really knew what we were doing, but just the excitement of it all was enough to cause my first orgasm. It remains one of my favorites to this day. It was all sloppy and messy, but sweet. We realized we had gone too fast though, so we slowed down in the months after that. I didn’t get to return the favor for almost a whole year.”

Hermione had opened her eyes when Lavender was talking, and much to Harry’s surprise, didn’t look as embarrassed as he’d imagine she would. She just adjusted her top like the others, and pulled her boxers down the little they had hiked up with her squirming. Harry still had one hand buried in his crotch, but ceased his previous actions in the fear of getting caught. Already his boxers were a bit sticky inside, and his bulge was noticeable even underneath the pillow. To try to hide it as much as possible, Harry moved both hands on top, and pushed down with all his might. His erection didn’t go away at all, but at least the pillow was reshaped to not show it off to the world.

“You guys are so lucky I’m drunk,” Hermione admitted. “I think I forgot you were even there for a few seconds.”

“A few seconds only?” Ginny wondered. “But you were, you know, touching yourself and stuff.”

“Well yes, but you can hardly blame me. It was a very erotic memory of mine, and it didn’t help that I spied Lavender and Parvarti reenacting the damn thing right in front of me! Then there’s Harry wanking off under Parvati’s pillow, and you Ginny were ready to jump someone right then; although I don’t know if you’d prefer Lavender or Harry at the moment. I’ve heard the saying that alcohol is a social lubricant before, but I had no idea.” Realizing what she just said, Hermione giggled into her hands. “I said lubricant!”

Ginny and Lavender were laughing at how open their usually reserved friend was acting, while Parvati looked outraged towards Harry.

“You’re wanking into my pillow! Ewwww…I have to sleep on that! Give it back!”

Harry was frozen with fear. “No, no, I’m not wanking anything Parvati! Please, just give me a few moments, and then I’ll give you your pillow back. I just need to, ah, ya know….I just need some time.”

Lavender and Hermione were play grabbing at the pillow much as Ginny had been, but this time Harry had a firm handle on it, and no power under the sun or moon would make him give it up. Luckily Ginny came to his rescue. Or so he thought.

“Oh give it up girls,” Ginny said. “Harry’s just got a stiffy, and I don’t think we can blame him. Gee Hermione, you really know how to tell a story. The visual effects didn’t hurt either. Besides, he’s a lot stronger than us, and there’s no way we could pry that pillow away from him.”

Harry sighed with relief, and thought the matter was closed. He closed his eyes briefly though, and when he opened them back up, he was scared to see Ginny with her wand pointed at him.”

“Luckily,” she grinned evilly, “magic’s stronger than even him. Evanesco!”

With warning, the pillow vanished in a fraction of a second, leaving Harry completed exposed. Had he been less shocked, he would have at least been glad his boxers hadn’t been vanished as well. That was hard to appreciate at the moment though, with his tented manhood pointing straight towards the ceiling.

“Oh Harry, what a broomstick you have!”

“Can I have a ride, Harry?”

“You’d better point that thing at someone else, before I hex it off.”

“Ginny’s got six brothers, but I bet she’s never seen one of those before!”

“What do you feed that thing? Is that where all the Dursleys’ food goes every summer?”

The girls all had much fun teasing Harry, who could only blush and cover himself with his hands as much as possible. He knew he was being silly after seeing both Lavender and Parvati’s breast, witnessing his best friend Hermione touch herself, and tweaking one of Ginny’s nipples with his own finger. But he suddenly felt very vulnerable and bare, and as he was the only guy around, he somehow felt that they were being unfair.

“Alright, alright! Stop your teasing,” Hermione said. “After all, if Harry gets anymore scared, his little friend might just go away.” That caused another round of laughter among the girls, and Harry couldn’t deny the possibility. Being the center of attention and embarrassment all of the sudden wapidlpidly deflating his erection, and for once Harry was glad of the fact.

“Ahh see, the little te wee went back into his shell,” Parvati pouted.

“I bet we could lure him back out to play again.” Lavender wiggled her eyebrows.

“Lav,” Ginny said, “with you around, I’m sure we could get Harry’s turtle to do anything!”

“No,” Hermione admonished, “it’s my turn to ask truth or dare. I answered Parvati’s question, and now I get to go. Lavender will just have to charm Harry’s snake another time.”

Ginny put her hands above her head and started to belly dance, and the others (sans Harry) all had a good laugh. He saw the humor of course, but didn’t like that all of the sudden, he was being ganged up on. He hoped at least, that fair-minded Hermione would get the game back on track. Lavender and Ginny had yet to be asked anything, as she’d certainly pick one of them, right?

Wrong!

“Harry,” Hermione smirked, “truth or dare?”

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AN: Sorry it’s been awhile (longer than the week I promised), but with all the trouble AFF.net was having, I was away from here for a few days. Things seem to be up and working again though, I also just updated PoT last week, so I thought it was time I continue with this fun story. As you can tell, things are progressing much faster than my first chapter. By now they’re all smashed, and horny to boot. So look out for some real perversion in the next chapter. This one just had a story from Hermione, but the next few will all be real acts! And since I’ll get to live vicariously though Harry, you’ll all just have to hope that my sexual fantasies are exciting enough to spur on more chapters. Comments and reviews are always welcome, so feel free to drop a line of request whenever you like. I do want to make one thing very clear though. This will not be one of those smut fics where Harry gets to shag every three times the same night and they all have multiple orgasms. That’s physically impossible, and I’m trying to be realistic here (well, not their behavior, but their abilities and personalities at least). So there won’t be any actually shagging until end chapter ,and until then it will be a lot of heaving petting, touching, licking, sucking, blowing, etc. Get the picture? I hope that’s enough for you. After all, sometimes the ride is more fun then the destination.


Ross

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Review Responses:

Franky – Thanks! I don’t like slash smut or the storiest jut jump right into “He tore off her shirt and captured a puffy breast in his mouth…” either. And to answer your question, no, this isn’t my Harry from “PoT.” That Harry only wishes! This is just a random Harry in his first week of 6th year. Read the first chapter over again, and you’ll see he’s upset because all of Umbridge’s decrees weren’t overturned, and he’s still unable to play Quid, or have his Firebolt returned to him. This fic will exist entirely in it’s own world, so don’t look to my other fics for comparisons. This is completely different than any of my other writings.

Anonymous – Assuming you’re a chic, yes, I do have that power (making toes curl). So feel free to continue reading and explore any girly bi-sexual fantasies you may have. And please, just as Hermione has done in this chapter, leave reviews describing in exquisite detail exactly what they are.

Ranodm – Let’s not mention the “S” word again. Our much hated Potions Master is the perfect anti-erection remedy, and that’s not where I’m taking Harry and his harem in this fic. And just so you know, I like my AN’s too. Responding to reviewers like yourself (and the above anonymous) is almost better than writing the fics themselves.

Jeconais – I know I jump around a bit, but I’ve got to really; to get in all the juicy detail that the girls are feeling. Harry isn’t the only character in this, and femslash will play a large role in this fic; just like it does in my real life! And even though I still pay attention to plot, pace, dialogue, characterizations, etc., I also have to realize that this is still a smut story, and won’t be half as good a piece of writing as my other fic.

Fenriswolf – Interesting sketch you described. I can’t say I was inspired to write this fic by angle single things (except my own life), but I will tell you this. You idea about Voldy getting hurt from teenage hormonal overload, while possible, won’t be happening. Voldy won’t make any appearances whatsoever, actually. Haven’t you even noticed the extreme amount of smut that has Harry killing him right at the start, so he’s free to do what and who ever he wants? Why must Voldy be out of the way. This fic is just a single night reprieve in Harry’s life.

Rubberduck – Would you rather me spend an entire chapter detailing how Harry got up the girls’ stairs, or would you rather me detail the amazing blow job he’s going to get from both Lavender and Parvati while Ginny and Hermione watch and take pictures? See, the question’s just not that important anymore, is it?

Hermionegreen – Here’s the next chapter, dedicated just for you!

Jeannette – Sorry, it was a truth this time. But the story is far from over, and I’ll writemionmione getting naughty sooner or later. I promise!

Steph – I don’t see how you singled out just Harry and Hermione in this fic. I think it’s prettu obvious there’s going to be sexual tension between all these characters. After all, I wouldn’t want anyone to feel left out now, would I?

MaidenMasherV – yeah, I write smut too, but up until this fic, it was only short one-shots I posted on my Yahoo! Group. I remember you from your old reviews though. Haven’t heard from you in a long time. You had some pretty dark and weird suggestion for Harry to take in PoT, and I shot you down. Well, this is more your speed I think. I think any guy can agree that this situation is an ultimate fantasy. Won’t be softcore forever. Consider my first few chapters foreplay.

Evileyedpirategrrl – I’m glad you decided to venture away from Jack for a moment, to discover the wonders of HP! Why didn’t I know more girls like you in high school though, that “seduced boys by playing truth of dare with their friends?” Damn! If you’re willing, send a length review or email describing some of the things you did (or wish you’d done) to get me ideas for some future chapters. I promise to keep your identity secret of course, and I’ll submit you chapter early as payment.


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