One Single Day
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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
9,883
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7
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Bullocks
*sorry, this is kinda a small chapter...*
I paced my room, something was going on and I didn’t have any control over it. Ginny was manipulating the both of us. I didn’t know whether to be impressed or extremely pissed off at her. I looked around my empty classroom that had once been Severus Snape’s. I didn’t know much about him in all actuality. He always kept his distance from me and I from him. Father didn’t trust him and so I didn’t either. When I was in this class, I knew I had higher standards than the rest of the Slytherins simply because I was a Malfoy and they were always supposed to be gifted in whatever they did. Sure I had good grades and gave Granger competition but in here, everything felt so upside down. Snape was always a mystery to me and standing here in his domain made me feel even farther from finding him out.
“Hey, you can’t hide from us forever,” I growled, cornering Ginny after dinner that night, waiting for her to pass by on her way up to her common room. She looked around the deserted classroom and then looked back at me.
“What do you want then?” She asked, I frowned and shook my head.
“It’s obvious that you impersonated me in order to get at Potter. Why?” I asked, she shrugged.
“I wanted to know exactly what he wanted. He rejected me when we were out by the lake on Saturday. Just trying to figure out what the guy wants,” she explained, I narrowed my eyes at her.
“So you became me to figure out if he’s gay?”
“No, just trying to figure out if he was medically frigid or just afraid. I think there’s something seriously fucked up with the guy, something deeper than not wanting to grow up. Sure he acts mature in class, he’s a great teacher but he still hasn’t gotten past 14,” she explained after a short laugh.
“Earth to Weaselette, he’s a bloody male! We take a while to grow up,” I exclaimed.
“You have, I have, Hermione and even my brother has grown up. We’ve all gone through a fucking war together, that changes a person. I think there’s more to it,” she shot back.
“So becoming me accomplishes what exactly? By the way you’re a horrible actress,” I pointed out.
“Well he won’t let me in so I had to become somebody else to get the answers. Sure I fucked up in the process but I had to know if you have the potential of being let in,” she murmured, not looking at me.
“You really are manipulating all of us. But tell me, why didn’t you just become...I don’t know, Granger for one, seems like she’s the only one he really trusts,” I asked, she smiled slowly up at me.
“So you do pay attention to him. See I knew you had a thing for him,” she was grinning at this point, I rolled my eyes, feeling like I was still seventeen instead of 19.
“Whatever,” I grumbled, crossing my arms.
“Hermione is too close to him and I never would have gotten to kiss him again if I was her,” she finally answered, I nodded then looked back at her.
“What’s it like?” I asked against my better judgement.
“Like kissing a broken angel,” she breathed, her hand lightly running over her lips. I stepped up to her, taking her hand and kissing her fingertips, my eyes locked on hers.
“What about me?” I nipped at one.
“You’re perfect and you know it. It’s like being worshipped by a god,” she lunged forward, capturing my lips in hers. I wrapped my arms around her body, ravishing her mouth as we battled for dominance. I picked her up and sat her on the teacher’s desk, she wrapped her legs around me as I leaned over her. I kissed down her neck as she scatter the papers off the desk.
“Um...” a foreign voice spoke up from the door, we both snapped over to look at our intruder. “Interrupting something?” Granger raised an eyebrow.
“Actually-” I started, getting off of Ginny, she gave me a warning look and I shut up.
“Sorry Professor,” Ginny looked genuinely scared shitless. She hurriedly started cleaning up the mess we had made.
“Well then, I frankly don’t know what to say...” Granger trailed off, looking from me to Ginny scurrying around her desk. Of course we had picked Granger’s classroom for a late night tryst. I was also blank in the words department, never imagining that we would get caught.
“Hermione? Can...can we talk about this later? Please?” Ginny begged, trying to get past the fact that she was still a student here and we were professors.
“In this...unusual circumstance...I’ll give you that. You’re off the hook for now Malfoy,” she growled at me, turning to let me leave. I glanced at the short red head before hurrying out, not wanting to hear this conversation to save my life. I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be pretty and any way that I had to escape it was fine by me.
~~~~~!!!~~~~~
Okay I was curious, what had she said to Granger? The woman never changed her behavior towards me, just ignoring me like she always did and never said one word to me. She still followed around Potter like she always did and that was it. Ginny was a different matter. The girl mysteriously disappeared as soon as she saw me in the halls. And it was impossible to find her. This lasted for the rest of the school year until spring break. It was maddening trying to keep calm, waiting for something to explode but it just didn’t. It was like my seventh year in school here, waiting for someone to assault me for my part in what happened, waiting for that moment that someone came and yanked me out of class to send me home. Waiting for a letter from my mum saying that they had finally exterminated my da. It was hard but nothing like this. This was an emotional self destruct button that was itching to be pushed. Fucking hell.
TBC
*I promise I\'ll give you another chapter really soon!*
I paced my room, something was going on and I didn’t have any control over it. Ginny was manipulating the both of us. I didn’t know whether to be impressed or extremely pissed off at her. I looked around my empty classroom that had once been Severus Snape’s. I didn’t know much about him in all actuality. He always kept his distance from me and I from him. Father didn’t trust him and so I didn’t either. When I was in this class, I knew I had higher standards than the rest of the Slytherins simply because I was a Malfoy and they were always supposed to be gifted in whatever they did. Sure I had good grades and gave Granger competition but in here, everything felt so upside down. Snape was always a mystery to me and standing here in his domain made me feel even farther from finding him out.
“Hey, you can’t hide from us forever,” I growled, cornering Ginny after dinner that night, waiting for her to pass by on her way up to her common room. She looked around the deserted classroom and then looked back at me.
“What do you want then?” She asked, I frowned and shook my head.
“It’s obvious that you impersonated me in order to get at Potter. Why?” I asked, she shrugged.
“I wanted to know exactly what he wanted. He rejected me when we were out by the lake on Saturday. Just trying to figure out what the guy wants,” she explained, I narrowed my eyes at her.
“So you became me to figure out if he’s gay?”
“No, just trying to figure out if he was medically frigid or just afraid. I think there’s something seriously fucked up with the guy, something deeper than not wanting to grow up. Sure he acts mature in class, he’s a great teacher but he still hasn’t gotten past 14,” she explained after a short laugh.
“Earth to Weaselette, he’s a bloody male! We take a while to grow up,” I exclaimed.
“You have, I have, Hermione and even my brother has grown up. We’ve all gone through a fucking war together, that changes a person. I think there’s more to it,” she shot back.
“So becoming me accomplishes what exactly? By the way you’re a horrible actress,” I pointed out.
“Well he won’t let me in so I had to become somebody else to get the answers. Sure I fucked up in the process but I had to know if you have the potential of being let in,” she murmured, not looking at me.
“You really are manipulating all of us. But tell me, why didn’t you just become...I don’t know, Granger for one, seems like she’s the only one he really trusts,” I asked, she smiled slowly up at me.
“So you do pay attention to him. See I knew you had a thing for him,” she was grinning at this point, I rolled my eyes, feeling like I was still seventeen instead of 19.
“Whatever,” I grumbled, crossing my arms.
“Hermione is too close to him and I never would have gotten to kiss him again if I was her,” she finally answered, I nodded then looked back at her.
“What’s it like?” I asked against my better judgement.
“Like kissing a broken angel,” she breathed, her hand lightly running over her lips. I stepped up to her, taking her hand and kissing her fingertips, my eyes locked on hers.
“What about me?” I nipped at one.
“You’re perfect and you know it. It’s like being worshipped by a god,” she lunged forward, capturing my lips in hers. I wrapped my arms around her body, ravishing her mouth as we battled for dominance. I picked her up and sat her on the teacher’s desk, she wrapped her legs around me as I leaned over her. I kissed down her neck as she scatter the papers off the desk.
“Um...” a foreign voice spoke up from the door, we both snapped over to look at our intruder. “Interrupting something?” Granger raised an eyebrow.
“Actually-” I started, getting off of Ginny, she gave me a warning look and I shut up.
“Sorry Professor,” Ginny looked genuinely scared shitless. She hurriedly started cleaning up the mess we had made.
“Well then, I frankly don’t know what to say...” Granger trailed off, looking from me to Ginny scurrying around her desk. Of course we had picked Granger’s classroom for a late night tryst. I was also blank in the words department, never imagining that we would get caught.
“Hermione? Can...can we talk about this later? Please?” Ginny begged, trying to get past the fact that she was still a student here and we were professors.
“In this...unusual circumstance...I’ll give you that. You’re off the hook for now Malfoy,” she growled at me, turning to let me leave. I glanced at the short red head before hurrying out, not wanting to hear this conversation to save my life. I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be pretty and any way that I had to escape it was fine by me.
~~~~~!!!~~~~~
Okay I was curious, what had she said to Granger? The woman never changed her behavior towards me, just ignoring me like she always did and never said one word to me. She still followed around Potter like she always did and that was it. Ginny was a different matter. The girl mysteriously disappeared as soon as she saw me in the halls. And it was impossible to find her. This lasted for the rest of the school year until spring break. It was maddening trying to keep calm, waiting for something to explode but it just didn’t. It was like my seventh year in school here, waiting for someone to assault me for my part in what happened, waiting for that moment that someone came and yanked me out of class to send me home. Waiting for a letter from my mum saying that they had finally exterminated my da. It was hard but nothing like this. This was an emotional self destruct button that was itching to be pushed. Fucking hell.
TBC
*I promise I\'ll give you another chapter really soon!*