A Little Game
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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8,869
Reviews:
28
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Hermione's Turn
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CHAPTER 5: Hermione’s Turn
Hermione stared at her best friends as though seeing them for the first time. Seeing them touch each other for the first time. She was scaring Ron though.
“Hermione, why are you looking at Harry and me with lust in your eyes and sex in your pants?” Ron inquired somewhat nervously. Hermione just gazed intently at him.
“Ronald, I’m not wearing any pants.” It was true. She’d removed the clothing from the bottom half of her body while Harry regaled them with his fantasy. Her and Ginny almost had a complete outfit between them. Ron just stared at her, wide-eyed, and gulped. He sensed something ominous was forthcoming. Hermione continued to gaze at him.
“Ronald, truth or dare.” Ron didn’t know what was worse, that look Hermione was giving him or the thought of having to recount filthy fantasies about Malfoy (not that he had any of course. He decided that having a snog with Hermione wouldn’t be half as bad as admitting to thinking about a naked ferret.
“Dare.” He waggled his eyebrows at her in a ‘daring’ attempt at being sexy, or at least tolerably handsome. Hermione giggled, but it was not a girly, flirtatious giggle. It was the kind of giggle that makes your stomach drop to the floor because you know you just made the wrong decision.
“Kiss Harry, properly. Then get on your knees and give him the best damn blowjob of his life.” Ron paled. He had expected Hermione to want him to kiss HER. At the very least he’d get to cop a feel. He couldn’t kiss Harry, he just couldn’t. It would be… wrong! On so many levels…
Harry was feeling squeamish too, but for a different reason. He chanced a glance at Ginny and her evil grin confirmed it. Ginny had told Hermione about Harry’s ~other~ gay fantasy. When they were together, Ginny had asked Harry what sort of fantasies he had. To Harry’s astonishment, he’d blurted out all his secret desires, including the one about him and Ron, him and Malfoy, and him and Fang. Little did Harry know Ginny had slipped some Veritaserum in his potion that evening.
“Damn girls and their bloody gossiping,” Harry muttered, mostly to himself. He braced himself for Ron’s kiss, trying not to look too excited or pleased. He attempted to stop the laughter erupting as he watched Ron once again fighting the potion every step of the way. He wasn’t very successful.
Malfoy heard the suppressed laugh, which actually sounded more like a cross between a snort and a hiccup as a sign of Harry’s growing arousal. He was feeling damn horny himself, and as he removed his pants took the opportunity to drawl across to Harry,
“Well looks like I’m not the only guy Potty’s got the hots for. What are you looking so terrified for Weasel? Its not like you haven’t done this before.”
“Fuck off Malfoy! I’m no faggot!” Ron retorted, his face turning a brilliant crimson.
“Sure, sure. There’s no need to hide it here Ron, we’re all friends.” He emphasized the last word with a particularly evil smirk. As though it were a threat.
Ron tried to fight it but he just wasn’t strong enough to argue with the potion. He felt it force him to his knees in between Harry’s, and reach up around Harry’s kneck to pull him down for a heat-filled kiss that left Harry weak at the knees. He didn’t know Ron was a such a good kisser. Well of course he wouldn’t seeing as how Ron was such a raging homophobe.
Harry didn’t even bother trying to restrain his throbbing erection as Ron finished the kiss and reached up to unbuckle Harry’s pants. His excitement was somewhat dampened however, but the fact that Ron’s eyes kept angrily darting over to where Hermione sat playing with herself. Her hand was unabashedly stroking her clit through her soaked panties, and Ron could smell her dampness from his place between Harry’s legs.
Harry couldn’t stand Rons unintended teasing any longer. He tore his pants off and yanked down his boxers. Much to Harry’s consternation, Ron promptly burst into tears.
“Fucking hell Harry! Oh god I can’t do this!” Ron whinged as he watched Harry’s cock bob invitingly in front of his face. Eyes clenched tightly shut, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, Ron went down on Harry. His licked, sucked, nibbled, sucked, swirled his tongue, sucked, massaged Harry’s balls, sucked, ran his hands up and down Harry’s shaft and sucked until Harry felt that amalgamated sensation forming in his testicles. Without more than a second to warn Ron, he spurted on the redheads face with a cry and sank back into his chair, relieved and empty.
Harry glanced at the other occupants of the room. Hermione had separated her panties from her body and was fingering herself energetically. He leaned over, unbuttoned her shirt and started pinching and kneading one of her nipples. Hermione gasped at this added sensation and pumped harder, working herself towards an orgasm.
Harry’s attention was seized by a wretching noise and he turned to see Ron on his hands and knees vomiting. Hermione stopped masturbating and Blaise pulled his tongue out of Ginny’s pulsing pussy to get a better look at Ron emptying his stomach content onto the floor.
“Oh honestly Weasley, it’s just a bit of cum. So, tell me, how does the boy who lived taste?” Draco enquired venomously.
“Find out yourself arsehead.” Ron finally finished regurgitating and stood, wiping spittle from his chin.
“You are all fucking disgusting. Harry, Hermione, I expected better from my ‘best friends’. Malfoy, you and your sick little game are going to get chucked out of Hogwarts. I’m going to Dumbledore right now.” He turned to walk out the door and was hit in the back by a jet of red light.
“Well we can’t have the prat ruining our fun now can we?” Draco waved his wand in a complicated movement over Ron’s prone form and a purple stream of light flowed out, encircling Ron’s body like a fishing net. The ribbon moved faster and clenched tighter around him, until it squeezed him so tight he vanished.
“MALFOY! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HIM?” Hermione exploded, her face becoming a shade of red to rival Weasely hair.
“Calm down Granger, don’t get your knickers in a twist. Oh wait, you seem to have misplaced them!” He winked cheekily at her, but broke off at the look on her face. He sighed exasperatedly, as though tired at having to explain everything to the ‘smartest witch in the school’.
“Ugh Granger. Way to deflate an erection.” He sighed again. “I just teleported Weaselbee to his dorm. When he wakes up tomorrow morning he’s not going to remember a thing.” Hermione raised he eyebrows at him.
“Are you SURE?”
“Of course I’m bloody sure. I’ve done this spell a thousand times.”
“Wait a second… Where on earth did you learn this spell? It’s very advanced I don’t think it’s even in the NEWT syllabus. And… wait… who have you used this on?” Draco’s cocky smirk returned.
“Just a few Ravenclaws. Hehe.” He snickered.
“Malfoy!”
“Granger!” He parroted patronizingly. She rolled her eyes at him, but Harry didn’t miss the smile hidden just beneath the facade of contempt.
‘What the hell is going on between those two?’ Harry wondered. He never fully understood the ways of Hermione, but if he didn’t know better he could have sworn she was… flirting? Harry’s face screwed up at the thought of Malfoy and Hermione.
As Draco’s eyes lingered over Hermione’s exposed bottom half, Harry gave a false cough. It seemed to startle Draco back to his senses. Shaking his head as though to clear it, he turned to look at his cousin.
“Righto. Felix. Your go.”
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A/N: Oh lookie another horrid cliffhanger. MUHAHA. I’m sooooo bad. Did anyone pick up on the reference to a certain movie?? Heehee a cookie to whoever gets it. So what did we think? Hermione’s certainly being naughty isn’t she? And why has Felix been so uninvolved until now? Don’t think I’ve forgotten about him MUHAHA ok ok no more innuendos. DON’T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!!
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CHAPTER 5: Hermione’s Turn
Hermione stared at her best friends as though seeing them for the first time. Seeing them touch each other for the first time. She was scaring Ron though.
“Hermione, why are you looking at Harry and me with lust in your eyes and sex in your pants?” Ron inquired somewhat nervously. Hermione just gazed intently at him.
“Ronald, I’m not wearing any pants.” It was true. She’d removed the clothing from the bottom half of her body while Harry regaled them with his fantasy. Her and Ginny almost had a complete outfit between them. Ron just stared at her, wide-eyed, and gulped. He sensed something ominous was forthcoming. Hermione continued to gaze at him.
“Ronald, truth or dare.” Ron didn’t know what was worse, that look Hermione was giving him or the thought of having to recount filthy fantasies about Malfoy (not that he had any of course. He decided that having a snog with Hermione wouldn’t be half as bad as admitting to thinking about a naked ferret.
“Dare.” He waggled his eyebrows at her in a ‘daring’ attempt at being sexy, or at least tolerably handsome. Hermione giggled, but it was not a girly, flirtatious giggle. It was the kind of giggle that makes your stomach drop to the floor because you know you just made the wrong decision.
“Kiss Harry, properly. Then get on your knees and give him the best damn blowjob of his life.” Ron paled. He had expected Hermione to want him to kiss HER. At the very least he’d get to cop a feel. He couldn’t kiss Harry, he just couldn’t. It would be… wrong! On so many levels…
Harry was feeling squeamish too, but for a different reason. He chanced a glance at Ginny and her evil grin confirmed it. Ginny had told Hermione about Harry’s ~other~ gay fantasy. When they were together, Ginny had asked Harry what sort of fantasies he had. To Harry’s astonishment, he’d blurted out all his secret desires, including the one about him and Ron, him and Malfoy, and him and Fang. Little did Harry know Ginny had slipped some Veritaserum in his potion that evening.
“Damn girls and their bloody gossiping,” Harry muttered, mostly to himself. He braced himself for Ron’s kiss, trying not to look too excited or pleased. He attempted to stop the laughter erupting as he watched Ron once again fighting the potion every step of the way. He wasn’t very successful.
Malfoy heard the suppressed laugh, which actually sounded more like a cross between a snort and a hiccup as a sign of Harry’s growing arousal. He was feeling damn horny himself, and as he removed his pants took the opportunity to drawl across to Harry,
“Well looks like I’m not the only guy Potty’s got the hots for. What are you looking so terrified for Weasel? Its not like you haven’t done this before.”
“Fuck off Malfoy! I’m no faggot!” Ron retorted, his face turning a brilliant crimson.
“Sure, sure. There’s no need to hide it here Ron, we’re all friends.” He emphasized the last word with a particularly evil smirk. As though it were a threat.
Ron tried to fight it but he just wasn’t strong enough to argue with the potion. He felt it force him to his knees in between Harry’s, and reach up around Harry’s kneck to pull him down for a heat-filled kiss that left Harry weak at the knees. He didn’t know Ron was a such a good kisser. Well of course he wouldn’t seeing as how Ron was such a raging homophobe.
Harry didn’t even bother trying to restrain his throbbing erection as Ron finished the kiss and reached up to unbuckle Harry’s pants. His excitement was somewhat dampened however, but the fact that Ron’s eyes kept angrily darting over to where Hermione sat playing with herself. Her hand was unabashedly stroking her clit through her soaked panties, and Ron could smell her dampness from his place between Harry’s legs.
Harry couldn’t stand Rons unintended teasing any longer. He tore his pants off and yanked down his boxers. Much to Harry’s consternation, Ron promptly burst into tears.
“Fucking hell Harry! Oh god I can’t do this!” Ron whinged as he watched Harry’s cock bob invitingly in front of his face. Eyes clenched tightly shut, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, Ron went down on Harry. His licked, sucked, nibbled, sucked, swirled his tongue, sucked, massaged Harry’s balls, sucked, ran his hands up and down Harry’s shaft and sucked until Harry felt that amalgamated sensation forming in his testicles. Without more than a second to warn Ron, he spurted on the redheads face with a cry and sank back into his chair, relieved and empty.
Harry glanced at the other occupants of the room. Hermione had separated her panties from her body and was fingering herself energetically. He leaned over, unbuttoned her shirt and started pinching and kneading one of her nipples. Hermione gasped at this added sensation and pumped harder, working herself towards an orgasm.
Harry’s attention was seized by a wretching noise and he turned to see Ron on his hands and knees vomiting. Hermione stopped masturbating and Blaise pulled his tongue out of Ginny’s pulsing pussy to get a better look at Ron emptying his stomach content onto the floor.
“Oh honestly Weasley, it’s just a bit of cum. So, tell me, how does the boy who lived taste?” Draco enquired venomously.
“Find out yourself arsehead.” Ron finally finished regurgitating and stood, wiping spittle from his chin.
“You are all fucking disgusting. Harry, Hermione, I expected better from my ‘best friends’. Malfoy, you and your sick little game are going to get chucked out of Hogwarts. I’m going to Dumbledore right now.” He turned to walk out the door and was hit in the back by a jet of red light.
“Well we can’t have the prat ruining our fun now can we?” Draco waved his wand in a complicated movement over Ron’s prone form and a purple stream of light flowed out, encircling Ron’s body like a fishing net. The ribbon moved faster and clenched tighter around him, until it squeezed him so tight he vanished.
“MALFOY! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HIM?” Hermione exploded, her face becoming a shade of red to rival Weasely hair.
“Calm down Granger, don’t get your knickers in a twist. Oh wait, you seem to have misplaced them!” He winked cheekily at her, but broke off at the look on her face. He sighed exasperatedly, as though tired at having to explain everything to the ‘smartest witch in the school’.
“Ugh Granger. Way to deflate an erection.” He sighed again. “I just teleported Weaselbee to his dorm. When he wakes up tomorrow morning he’s not going to remember a thing.” Hermione raised he eyebrows at him.
“Are you SURE?”
“Of course I’m bloody sure. I’ve done this spell a thousand times.”
“Wait a second… Where on earth did you learn this spell? It’s very advanced I don’t think it’s even in the NEWT syllabus. And… wait… who have you used this on?” Draco’s cocky smirk returned.
“Just a few Ravenclaws. Hehe.” He snickered.
“Malfoy!”
“Granger!” He parroted patronizingly. She rolled her eyes at him, but Harry didn’t miss the smile hidden just beneath the facade of contempt.
‘What the hell is going on between those two?’ Harry wondered. He never fully understood the ways of Hermione, but if he didn’t know better he could have sworn she was… flirting? Harry’s face screwed up at the thought of Malfoy and Hermione.
As Draco’s eyes lingered over Hermione’s exposed bottom half, Harry gave a false cough. It seemed to startle Draco back to his senses. Shaking his head as though to clear it, he turned to look at his cousin.
“Righto. Felix. Your go.”
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A/N: Oh lookie another horrid cliffhanger. MUHAHA. I’m sooooo bad. Did anyone pick up on the reference to a certain movie?? Heehee a cookie to whoever gets it. So what did we think? Hermione’s certainly being naughty isn’t she? And why has Felix been so uninvolved until now? Don’t think I’ve forgotten about him MUHAHA ok ok no more innuendos. DON’T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!!