Sisters of the Dark Moon

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No Longer Green

Draco stumbled up the front steps of the castle, cursing to himself for his stupidity at allowing Granger to get the upper hand once again. He definitely had underestimated her, but never would it happen again. The little skank was going to get what was coming to her if it was the last thing he’d do.

Right before he went through the door, he turned his head and saw two figures running towards the castle from the direction of Hagrid’s hut. “Fuck!” Draco exclaimed. He hurried through the door and pressed himself against the wall just inside of it with his wand at the ready.

Harry and Ron came rushing into the castle and were surprised when a force propelled the both of them forward onto their faces. Before they could move, they felt their wands leaving their grips and they sat up looking around.

Draco Malfoy limped into view holding their wands in one fist and pointing his own wand at them with his other hand. “Well, well, in a hurry boys?” he drawled.

“You fucking sick… perverted… bastard!” Ron snapped. “What the fuck did you do to us?”

“Well, I just knocked you down and took your wand, Weasley,” Draco said, rolling his eyes at the obvious.

“No, you idiot,” Harry spat. “What did you do to us back at Hagrid’s hut?”

Draco stared at them for a moment before the truth finally dawned on him. “She did it to you too, didn’t she?” Draco smirked. Then he let out a small laugh and shook his head. “I don’t believe it. She even did it to her best pals.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Ron snapped.

Draco looked at them and smirked. “I hate to burst your bubble like this, Weasley, but it wasn’t me bending over for you today. Your precious mudblood had her fun with you both and then meddled with your memories of it.”

“LIAR!” Ron roared. He sprang up off the ground and took a leap towards Malfoy. Draco backed away and shot Ron with another repelling charm. Ron flew backwards and hit the wall with a thud. “OW!”

“Damn it, Malfoy, that’s enough,” Harry growled.

“What is going on here?” a voice said near by. The three teens turned their heads to see Professor Snape standing there looking irritated. Snape turned his gaze to Draco and said, “Malfoy?”

“Well, sir, these two were chasing me with the intent to do harm,” Malfoy said. “I simply put a stop to it.”

“Were they?” Snape said, turning icy glares on Ron and Harry.

“No, sir,” Harry said. “Malfoy… well… he…” Harry’s eyes shifted from Draco to Snape. Gods! He couldn’t let anyone know what happened out at Hagrid’s, especially someone like Snape.

“Yes?” Snape sneered. “Malfoy what?”

“Nothing, sir,” Harry finally said with a killing stare at Draco.

“Fifty points from Gryffindor,” Snape announced. “I will not tolerate bullying. Your father may have gotten away with such behavior, Mr. Potter, but I assure you that you will not. Now, all of you go back to your rooms, this conflict is over.”

Snape waited as Harry and Ron stood and walked towards Draco, grabbing their wands back from him with looks of future retribution in their eyes.

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Hermione had hurried back to the library where here friends still sat waiting for the news. She gathered her books and motioned to them to follow her. Out in the hallway, Hermione was bombarded by questions.

“Well, did it work?”

“Where are Ron and Harry?”

“Did you really have them both?”

Hermione walked quickly back to Gryffindor as they followed, her heart still racing. She looked about, making sure no one was listening. “Yes, it worked but we were interrupted.”

“What? Who?” asked Lavender.

“Malfoy!” Hermione hissed. “The little ferret followed us and spied.”

“Oh, no,” Ginny said in horror. “Do you think he’ll tell?”

“I caught him in time and erased his memories,” Hermione said. “But it was a close one. I didn’t have time to dress Harry and Ron back up because Hagrid was coming and I didn’t want to be seen. The boys are going to wonder why they were naked like that,” she explained.

Parvati snickered, “Oh, how funny!”

Hermione stopped, hands on her hips. “Funny? Are you daft? I didn’t want it to happen like that.”

“But did you have fun… before you got caught?” Lavender asked, a knowing grin on her face.

Hermione smiled, “Yes, I did. But this goes to show that we’ll all have to be careful when we use the rings. Make sure no one follows you and that you are in a place where you won’t be disturbed.”

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When Harry and Ron entered the Gryffindor common room, they spotted Hermione sitting at a table doing her homework. She looked up at them and said, “Where have you two been?”

Harry shook his head, “You don’t want to know.”

“Try me,” Hermione replied.

“Let’s just say that Malfoy did something to us and he’s definitely going to pay,” Harry said.

“Yeah, he’s one sick fuck,” Ron added. “Then he had the audacity to blame it on you.”

Hermione’s eyes opened wide. “What! I’ve been here doing homework!”

“Yeah, I know, he’s a big lying piece of shit,” Ron replied. “I’m going to find a curse for that fucker, something that’ll put his dick out of commission for good.”

“Ron!” Hermione exclaimed.

Other Gryffindors were beginning to look at Harry and Ron as they overheard Ron’s angry words.

Harry hissed, “Shut up, Ron. Do you want everyone finding out?”

Ron looked around the room, and then turned to go upstairs.

“Are you going to be all right?” Hermione asked in concern.

Harry nodded and left to follow Ron

Hermione sat watching him leave. Was it possible that she didn’t wipe Draco’s memory good enough? Gods! Good thing Ron and Harry believed her over Malfoy.

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“Vincent Crabbe!” Professor Sprout called from down the hallway.

Crabbe turned and waited for the plump woman to approach.

“Mr. Crabbe, you cannot leave your workstation in such disarray and I refuse to do your work for you! Please return to the greenhouse and organize your projects before you go to lunch,” Sprout stated.

Vincent nodded and walked past her to head out of the castle and to the greenhouse. He pulled out his wand when he reached his Herbology workstation and began moving items around until they seemed more acceptably organized.

From the corner of his eye he saw a movement to the right and he turned around with his wand at the ready. Trying to peer through the foliage, he couldn’t see anyone else in the greenhouse. He went back to work and finished his organizing.

When he was done, he put his wand away and headed towards the greenhouse door. When he reached the door, he was surprised to find it locked.

“Hello, Vincent,” a voice said behind him.

Crabbe turned around and saw Katie Bell sitting on a table amongst many tall plants. His gaze went quickly down her body, which he wished he remembered well.

“Yeah? What do you want?” Crabbe asked. He took a quick look around on both sides to see if anymore of those ‘Sisters’ were about. He saw none.

Katie was swinging her legs which were dangling from the edge of the table and twisting a ring on her finger in nervous excitement. “I want to tell you a secret,” Katie said. She motioned with her finger and said, “Come here.”

Crabbe’s pulse began to race. Was this what he thought it might be? Did she want a go with him? He walked carefully over to her, looking about once again. When he stood right in front of her he said, “What?”

She reached out with her hand, the one with the ring on it, and took his wrist, bringing his hand up to place on her breast. “I want you to fuck me, hard,” Katie breathed sexily.

Crabbe’s ego was soaring. He must have really impressed her that night for her to come back for more! Fuck! He wished he could remember it.

He smirked at her and nodded, “All right Bell, but this time we do it my way.” Those words surprised Katie for a moment, but her confusion was quickly replaced by the quick movement of Crabbe grabbing her by the arms and pulling her against his chest, his mouth descending down onto hers and his tongue pressing for entrance.

“UMM” Katie protested as she wiggled in his arms and tried to pull her mouth away, but Crabbe was not letting her free. After a struggle of a minute or so, Katie gave in to Crabbe’s kiss and allowed him entrance to her mouth, noticing that he became gentler when she became more submissive.

When he broke the kiss, Katie stared wide eyed at his satisfied face and then gasped as he spun her around and pushed her body to lean over the table she had just been sitting on. Crabbe’s hand pressed down on the middle of her back, keeping her bent in this vulnerable position.

“Uh… Vincent?” Katie said nervously. “Wouldn’t you like to…”

“Quiet, Bell!” Crabbe ordered. “The only thing I want to hear from your mouth are the series of screams you’ll make when I fuck you better than you’ve ever had it.”

Katie gasped as she felt Crabbe’s free hand on the back of her thigh moving slowly up and under her skirt until it was lying on her knickered bottom. He flipped up the back of her skirt until it was lying on her lower back and began to caress her ass with his large fingers.

Katie, who was a bit nervous at this unpredictable behavior, found that she was enjoying the sensations of his hand caressing her while he held her down. She released a breath she had been holding and folded her arms beneath her face like a pillow as she relaxed into his stroke.

“Are you wet for me, Bell?” Vincent said, his voice cracking with lust. “You want these fingers to stroke your cunt?”

Katie pressed her thighs together as a tremor of excitement past through her body at his words. She whimpered onto her arms and parted her legs slightly as she lifted her hips up and down in a fucking motion against the edge of the table.

“Such a horny little witch, aren’t you?” Crabbe said as he ran his fingers down over her knickers until they were between her legs. He stroked his fingers back and forth over the top of the material that covered her clit as his knuckles pressed into the growing wet spot just below it. Katie squirmed and moaned, her hips moving in rhythm with his fingers. “Your cunt is getting wetter by the second, Bell. You want my big fingers in it, don’t you?”

Katie nodded onto her arms and whimpered her need. It felt so fucking good that she no longer cared if Crabbe was the one in charge. Then she felt Crabbe move his hand to the top of her panties and yanked them down and off her legs. She gasped at the naughty sensation of being so helpless and exposed.

Crabbe returned his hand to her ass and began caressing the bare skin. “Nice ass, Bell,” he said, lustily. He gave her a quick spank which made her gasp in surprise. “Aw… did that hurt? I’m sorry, Bell,” he laughed. “Let me kiss it and make it feel better.”

Crabbe knelt down without taking the hand off her back and buried his face between her ass cheeks. Katie groaned as she felt his nose press into her while his hot tongue shot out between her legs, reaching for her clit and running through her folds.

“Oh!” she gasped. “Yes, yes, please.” Her body moved on the table as Crabbe shoved his face harder onto her, licking forcefully into her hole with his tongue. Then he stood up again and kept his hand firmly on her back while he took two fingers of the other hand and shoved them deep into her wet pussy, sliding them around and strumming at her clit with his thumb.

“Such a wet little whore you are, Katie,” Crabbe taunted. “But I’m going to reward you for being so generous with this sweet little cunt.” Crabbe stepped to the side to get better leverage and began to pump his fingers harder and faster into Katie while he held her down. The sound of her juices as he plunged away mingled with her gasps of pleasure. Katie stretched her arms out and grasped onto the edge of the table as a huge orgasm rocked through her body.

Crabbe used the opportunity to stick his cock into her and before Katie could come down from her orgasm, Crabbe was pounding into her from behind. “So you want to get fucked hard, do you?” he said. He grabbed both of her hips in his hands and pulled her against him at the same time that he pushed hard into her. Katie was soaked and her juices flowed down her thighs as Crabbe fucked her relentlessly. She didn’t know how much more she could take. She felt another impending orgasm coming.

Crabbe was getting close too. Fuck this was fun! He hoped to hell that they wouldn’t mess with his memory of this. He didn’t see Granger around anywhere so he suspected that perhaps he would get to remember it. He reached around her hip with one hand and cupped the front of her juicy mound, smoothing his fingers over her clit as he came into her. The moment Crabbe touch her clit, Katie felt her walls clenching and the hot fluids of her orgasm flowing out.

Crabbe slowed his pumping as he felt Katie’s pussy milking him and he shut his eyes in satisfaction. “Yeah, that was good,” he said. He pulled out and backed away, cleaning himself off and pulling up his trousers.

Katie could barely move. She pushed herself off the table slowly and stood on wobbly legs as she looked at Crabbe in amazement. It was even better than she thought it would be. Flipping her skirt down and finding her panties on the floor she finally remembered that she had pricked Crabbe with her ring and he would soon pass out if all worked the way it should. She had to keep him here until he did or else he may tell someone while his memory was still intact.

“Crabbe?” Katie said.

“Yeah?”

“That was so amazing,” she stated. “I’d love to do this again some time.”

“Yeah, sure, Bell,” Crabbe grinned. He turned to leave the greenhouse but Katie quickly ran ahead of him and stood in front of the door.

“Can I have a goodbye kiss?” she smiled.

Crabbe looked at her strangely for a moment and then shrugged. He grabbed her and began kissing her as he did before. Katie kept her arms locked tightly around his neck, not wanting to end the kiss and have Crabbe leave before he fainted.

After a few moments Crabbe tried to back off but Katie hung on. “I’d like to go to lunch, Bell,” Crabbe said.

“Wait, more kisses, please,” Katie said as she pressed her lips to his some more. Crabbe reached up while Katie kissed him and tried to remove her arms from about his neck.

“I’ve got to go,” Crabbe said. “I’ve got to…” Crabbe’s eyes rolled back and he collapsed down onto the ground, bringing Katie with him.

Katie stood up and smiled. She did it! “Pretty smooth, Katie Bell,” she said to herself. She grabbed her coat and bag and unlocked the door, heading back to the castle.

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Goyle had told Draco about their little run in with Professor Sprout and how Crabbe had to go back to the greenhouse. Crabbe had not shown up in time for lunch which was highly unusual for the constantly hungry boy. Draco and Goyle now made their way back towards the greenhouse to see if Vincent was still there. They peered through the window and saw Crabbe lying on the floor.

“What the fuck?” Draco said, pushing open the door. The humid greenhouse smelled of sex and Draco suspected immediately what had happened.

They knelt down next to Crabbe and shook him awake.

“Wha… what?” Crabbe said groggily as he opened his eyes.

“You fool!” Draco snapped. “Did you let one of those bitches fuck you again?”

“What? No! I had to clean up my station,” Crabbe said, sitting up and holding his head.

“Then you decided to take a nap on the ground?” Draco said sarcastically. “At lunch hour? Crabbe, you haven’t missed one meal in your whole life. Don’t be such an idiot! You were fucked again!”

Crabbe looked at Draco stupidly. Damn! Could it be possible? The last thing he remembered was…

“Katie Bell,” Crabbe mumbled.

“What?” Draco asked.

“The last thing I remember was Katie Bell sitting on that table over there and saying she had a secret for me.”

Draco stood up and said, “That’s it! I’ve had it with those witches trying to make fools of us.”

“What are you going to do?” Goyle asked.

“You’ll see,” Draco announced as he left the greenhouse. Crabbe and Goyle scurried on behind him.

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Hermione sat in her last class of the day, Transfiguration, listening to Professor McGonagall and taking notes when an owl flew in the opened window and landed in front of her. Taking the note from its leg, she read:

Miss Granger,
Your marks for your last project were extremely low and I wish to discuss this unusual drop in the quality of your work. Please come to my classroom immediately after your last class today.
Professor Snape

Hermione gasped in surprise. Low? Her marks were low? She had never received low marks in potions! This just couldn’t be! Indignation boiled up inside. There must be some mistake. She looked at the clock, anxious to straighten out this mess with Snape as soon as possible.

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Hermione was so upset about the potential bad grade that she didn’t pay attention to where she was going. On her way to the dungeons she ran right into Blaise Zabini who pretended to steady her by reaching around her waist and holding on.

“Whoa,” Blaise said as she impacted into him. “Watch out, Granger.”

Hermione angrily twisted out of his arms. “Let go.”

Blaise held up his hands and smiled at her. “Sure, Granger. I was just trying to help.”

“Trying to cop a feel, you mean,” she snapped.

“I’m not that desperate,” he grinned, turning away to continue down the hall. He patted the waistband of his trousers with a smile, feeling the wand he had just lifted off Hermione Granger.

Hermione strode into the potions classroom, ready to defend her marks. She looked about for Professor Snape and did not see anyone. She huffed in impatience and went to the back storage room to check if he was there. When she found no one there as well, she turned about to head for the door but stopped in her tracks when she saw Draco Malfoy standing before the exit, his arms crossed and his face looking smug.

She squinted in anger at him and stuck her hand into her wand pocket only to find it empty. Sucking in a startled breath, she saw Malfoy’s grin grow wider as he pulled out his own wand.

“Don’t even think of trying that Accio wand business again, Granger,” he said. “I’ve already place a countercharm on my wand for that.”

“What the fuck do you want, Malfoy?” she snapped. “I don’t have time for your crap. I’m meeting with Professor Snape…” Then a realization came to Hermione in that moment. Wait… he remembers the Accio wand spell I did…

That means…

Draco could see the realization cross her face and he said, “Oh yes, Granger, I remember. I remember it all. I even remember how you gang raped me and my friends that night. You should know that you can’t fuck with the mind of a Malfoy. It just doesn’t work.”

Hermione felt stunned at the revelation. How could this happen? “You’re a liar, Malfoy,” she said. “Why would anyone want to rape YOU? I can’t believe you’d make up something so ludicrous.”

“Ludicrous is it?” Draco sneered. “What is ludicrous is YOU calling ME a liar. But I expected nothing less from you, Granger.”

“Professor Snape will be here any minute, Malfoy,” she warned. “You better just leave.”

“You’re not as smart as I thought, Granger. Haven’t you figured out by now that I sent that note? You see, I needed to get you alone so I can exact my revenge.”

“Exact your revenge? You’re mad!” Hermione snapped.

“Oh, you have no idea how mad I am,” Draco smiled. “But you’re about to find out.”

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A/N Well, what do you think? Please send me any thoughts on this chapter. Thanks!