What a Witch Needs

Thanks to everyone reviewing this fiction. Your comments really get me thinking and planning more. I know the idea of Hermione being a pure blood might bother some of you but I didn’t think that I was taking anything away from her character at the time of writing. It was just something that needed to be mentioned in order for another event to occur later on in the fiction.

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*This Chapter has been revised from the original for grammar and some content on 2/3/07.

Disclaimer: I can claim no ownership of the characters or places mentioned in this fiction.


Shocking the System


Hermione slowly rolled onto her side, pushing herself up to a sitting position. Looking around, she noticed Harry and Draco had returned to their seats in the bath and were now grinning at her knowingly.

“What?” she smiled in return. It was a slow, sensual smile of a woman well satisfied.

“Did you enjoy yourself, Granger?” Draco asked, smugly. He knew he had just given her the most glorious orgasm, but he wanted to hear her say so.

Her eyes closed and opened slowly, remembering how he had made her feel and she nodded. Slipping back into the water, she asked, “Where did you ever learn how to do that?”

“Lots of practice,” he answered. Harry and Hermione stared at him in silence. “Don’t tell me the dolts in Griffindor haven’t figured out how to take the charm off the girl’s dorm staircase?”

Harry blinked, surprised. “What? The Slytherins can go into the girls’ dorm? Anytime they want?”

“Gods, Potter!” Draco laughed, “of course. And believe me, we do.”

“What about Snape?” Hermione wondered. “Doesn’t he catch you up there?”

“That old pervert; he doesn’t give a rat’s arse as long as we’re discrete about it,” Draco explained, smugly. “In fact, his favorite punishment for Slytherin is to rehex the staircase and watch us struggle while we figure out how to undo it.”

“Somehow, I don’t think McGonagall would look the other way,” Harry frowned.

“Fat chance of that, Potter,” Draco laughed. “Well, see, another reason you should have been in Slytherin. Enough of this! Come here, Granger, - you too, Potter.” Draco was enjoying their current obedience to his commands very much. He felt that he had better take advantage of it while it lasted.

Hermione took a few strokes across the bath and floated into Draco’s arms. He sat her onto his lap and began kissing her lips as Harry approached closer, wading across the bath cautiously.

Harry wasn’t sure he cared for all the bossing around Draco was doing. It put him in a position he had never allowed with Malfoy before. But truth be told, this whole surreal affair was doing something to him, something that felt strange but wonderful at the same time. Harry wasn’t sure he could stop himself at this point – even if he wanted to.

Harry’s heartbeat sped up as he drew near the kissing couple. He stopped about two feet away, unsure of what he was to do. Draco opened his eyes, looking at Harry while kissing Hermione. Harry swallowed, feeling strangely when Draco’s eyes swept down over his exposed chest and back to his eyes. Was that desire in those otherwise icy eyes?

Draco broke the kiss. “Sit up on the edge, Potter.”

Harry put his foot on the water bench and hoisted himself up on the edge of the bath. Then Malfoy looked at Hermione and asked, “Well, Granger, are you ready to learn about boys?” He took one finger and traced her kiss swollen lips.

Hermione looked at Harry’s ready erection close by and nodded nervously.

“Good, you’ll practice on Potter first,” Draco announced.

Hermione’s gaze locked onto Harry’s and both blushed nervously at one another.

Draco stood up in the water and Hermione slid off his lap. “Spread your knees apart, Potter,” he ordered.

Harry complied as Draco pulled Hermione into a kneeling position on the water bench between his legs. Hermione looked at Harry’s cock, eyes wide, as she placed both of her hands on his thighs. The minute she touched his legs Harry’s cock jolted and twitched in anticipation.

Draco smirked, “Not excited are you, Potter?”

“What do you think?” Harry rasped out, his lungs burning.

Draco laughed again and said, “All right, Granger, you saw what Pansy did to me last night. Demonstrate what you saw.”

Hermione glanced nervously up at Harry’s face and then down to his waiting cock. She leaned forward, her long hair brushing his thighs, and started placing kisses on the very top of his member.

“Take hold of it, Granger,” Draco instructed.

When she wrapped her hand around the top, Draco reached, placing his hand over hers and moving it down to the base. “Right down here. Leave the top part for sucking.” Harry shuttered when Draco’s hand grazed the head of his penis causing Draco’s eyes to rivet to Harry’s face when he realized that Harry had a reaction.

Did Potter like that? Draco couldn’t tell – yet.

Harry nervously shifted his gaze from Malfoy to Hermione as she began moving her hand and bringing his cock towards her mouth. The top of his cock disappeared in her open mouth and the wet, hot feel of her tongue moving around made Harry fall back on his elbows and groan with pleasure. “Fuck!” he exclaimed, hotly.

Hermione looked up into his eyes and wondered if she had hurt him.

“Don’t worry, Granger, he likes it,” Draco reassured. “You’re doing well, love. Now go deeper and make sure to use your tongue as well. That’s it, move your hand too.”

Draco watched Hermione as she developed her rhythm, sliding her mouth up and down, up and down over Harry’s cock. Harry’s eyes were shut and he was groaning with excitement.
Draco felt his own excitement growing and he stepped up onto the bench, his erect cock stretching towards Hermione’s bobbing head. “Granger, suck me too,” he rasped.

Hermione lifted her head and looked at Draco’s needy cock. She didn’t let go of Harry’s cock in her right hand as she grasped onto Draco’s with her left. Bringing Draco’s cock into her mouth, she began moving as she did on Harry’s. “That’s right,” Draco sighed, feeling her tongue gliding over the opening on the tip of his penis, sliding it back and forth and swirling it around his knob. “You’re a fast learner,” he said, breathily.

Hermione opened her eyes, looking up at Draco’s face, watching his reaction to her oral delights. She could tell when she was doing something right because he would jerk and scrunch his face, panting out words like, “Yes,” and “Fuck”. She loved the fact that she was the cause of this pleasure and it gave her a feeling of power and control. She switched back to Harry as she let her hand continue moving on Draco, making sure that both boys were being pleased.

Harry was now lying completely on his back, his arm draped across his forehead, enjoying the incredible sensations flowing through his body. He opened his eyes, glancing at Draco standing next to Hermione, her hand working him as well. When his eyes moved up to Draco’s face he noticed that Draco was looking back at him from the corner of his eye. A slight grin formed on Malfoy’s mouth when he knew Harry had caught him.

“Go and straddle Potter’s face, Granger,” Draco commanded.

Hermione looked at Draco and asked, “What?”

“Go and put your lovely pussy over his mouth while you suck him off,” Malfoy explained. Hermione climbed out of the bath and crawled over to Harry’s head lying on the floor.

She smiled shyly and said, “Do you want me to?”

“Hell yeah,” Harry blurted out. He wanted every possible thing she would offer him. Hermione blushed profusely as she put one knee on the opposite side of Harry’s head. Never had she thought she’d be sticking her twat in Harry’s face like this.

She bent over onto her hands and knees over Harry and towards his lower half. Draco watched as she looked back over her shoulder to see what Harry would do. Harry immediately wrapped his arms around her legs, his hands finding a spot on her inner thighs. He tugged her a little lower and put his face right into her sweet wetness.

Hermione gasped, feeling Harry’s hot tongue gliding over her and inside her. Oh why hadn’t they started doing this years’ ago?

His fingers moved up her thighs, grasping onto her and spreading her further. Once again, she wrapped her hand around Harry’s cock and began licking at it, mimicking the strokes that Harry was giving her. When he moved his tongue quickly over her excited clit, she moved her tongue quickly over the tip of his penis, drawing out more of his salty precum.

Draco had moved to the spot she used to occupy between Harry’s knees, watching her from just inches away. She looked up, noticing Draco’s lust filled face. Removing her lips from Harry’s cock, she stretched her neck, kissing Malfoy passionately, giving him a taste of Harry’s fluids. Hermione wondered if Draco minded the taste.

When their faces parted, Hermione sunk her mouth onto Harry again. Draco remained only a few inches away, breathing hard, his tongue gliding over his lips.

Hermione didn’t know why she did what she did next. She could only think that it seemed what Draco wanted. Hermione pulled her mouth off Harry and, with her hand still holding his cock, she offered it to Malfoy.

“Go on,” she whispered to him. Harry was too busy discovering all the pleasurable things about Hermione’s clit to notice that it was not Hermione’s mouth that now covered his aching cock. Even when he felt fingers on his balls, he assumed it was Hermione.

Draco felt spurred on by Hermione’s urging. He could tell seeing he and Harry together really turned her on and, for some reason, it was turning him on as well.

Hermione was extremely aroused. She wiggled her hips and moaned as Harry showed her how quickly he had learned as well. He inserted his finger in her, moving it in the way he saw Malfoy do while he continued to suck her clit. When Hermione said, “Oh, yes, Harry! I love it!” something hit him as odd. How could she speak when her mouth was full of his cock?

He pushed up on her hips so he could peer between their bodies. Hermione was on her hands and knees so he had a view of the space in between.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” yelled Harry, angrily, realizing he was now being sucked off by Malfoy. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Hermione hung her head down and looked back at him through the space in between them as well, her eyes wide with guilt. Malfoy lifted his mouth and looked at Harry’s enraged face. He lifted his eyebrows and said, “Do you really want me to stop?”

Harry was panting hard, his mind in shock. He was getting sucked by his enemy! This was so wrong. He wasn’t gay, was he?

But, fuck, it felt so good. He wanted to come, wanted to shoot his fucking load all over Malfoy’s face.

“No,” Harry groaned, his head falling back onto the floor in defeat.

“Didn’t think so, Potter, so shut up,” Malfoy sneered. “Give him to me, Granger.”

Hermione released Harry’s cock from her hand as Draco took completely over. She worried about Harry, knowing he was going through some major emotions about this. She scooted backwards off of him and sat behind him, moving his head on her lap so he could see Malfoy better, her fingers stroking his hair.

They both watched as Malfoy expertly ran his mouth and tongue around Harry’s cock and then lower to suction his balls, making Harry gasp and jerk. Hermione ran a soothing hand through Harry’s hair, watching, her heart pounding wildly in her chest at the intensity in which Draco sucked Harry. He definitely must have done this before, she thought.

Harry was getting close to orgasm when, all of a sudden, Draco licked a finger and stuck up Harry’s tight ass while he continued his assault with his mouth. This was too much for Harry, sending him careening over the edge. Draco let Harry’s cum spurt out onto Harry’s thigh with a satisfied grin.

When Harry’s hips stopped bucking, Harry panted out, “I fucking hate you, Malfoy. I hate you.”

Draco released him and pushed himself backwards to the middle of the bath. “You may hate me, Potter, but you’re mine, too, now.”

“Fuck off,” Harry snapped, sitting up. Hermione put her arms around him from behind, laying her head to rest on his back.

“I’m not gay,” he yelled at Malfoy.

“Neither am I, Potter,” Malfoy grinned, grabbing at a goblet of sweet wine that had appeared on the edge of the bath when he thought of it. He took a sip and said, “I don’t normally seek guys out, but in a situation like this, why not enjoy the best of both worlds.”

Hermione bent her face sideways to be able to catch Harry’s attention. “Harry, look at me,” she pleaded. Harry turned his upset face towards her. “Just answer this for me. Did you enjoy it or not?” she asked.

“That doesn’t matter!” he insisted.

“Then what does?” she asked, softly, stroking his cheek with her fingertips. “We are all just having a good time, Harry. So, you didn’t answer my question yet. Did you like it?”

He sighed in defeat, whispering softly, “Yeah.”

“I could have told you the answer to that one, Granger,” Draco said, sipping more wine.

Hermione ignored Draco’s comment, putting her arms about Harry’s neck and pressing her mouth onto his. When the long kiss ended, she said, “What you were doing to me, well, that was incredible.”

“Yeah?” Harry smiled at her. “You really liked it, huh?”

“Oh, Gods, yes!” Hermione exclaimed as her smiled widened. “You were very good, Harry.”

Draco rolled his eyes from where sat and said, “Well, of course he was. I taught him well.”

Harry looked at Draco in irritation. “Can’t you just shut up for once?” Harry snapped.

“Come over here and make me,” Draco snapped back, his own ire beginning to rise at Harry’s anger towards him.

“Stop, you two!” Hermione piped in. She waited for them to relax a bit before she said, “Harry, in the wizarding world bisexuality is very common. No one makes a big deal about what you do in private. It’s the muggle world that has put taboo labels on it.”

“Did you read that in a book somewhere?” Harry asked, unconvinced.

“Well, actually, yes, I did,” Hermione admitted.

Harry laughed in surprise. “I should have known,” he said, shaking his head.

Hermione took it as a good sign that Harry was actually laughing and she smiled warmly back at him.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, running a hand through her hair on the back of her head and pressing her towards him for a lengthy kiss. When the kiss ended, she looked over at Malfoy sitting in the bath and she thought he looked quite lonely, drinking by himself. He had a forlorn expression on his face, so Hermione felt the need to remedy the situation immediately.

She stood up and said, “Come on, into the bath with you.” Harry grabbed her outstretched hand and stood up with her and they both slipped into the bath as Draco waited and watched. She waded over to Draco, straddling his lap as she threw her arms about his neck. She wriggled her sensitive core against his cock as she brought her mouth to his for a deep kiss.

“You’re one luscious little witch, Granger,” he said afterwards.

“What about you, Draco? I’ve cum and now Harry has cum. I think it’s your turn,” Hermione said with a sexy purr.

“Don’t worry, love, I’ve been saving the best for last,” Draco replied, his forehead pressed against hers, enjoying the movements she was making over his arousal. Almost too quickly, Draco grabbed her rear end and pushed it forward against his abdomen. Then with the other hand he positioned his cock at her entrance. Hermione gasped with surprise, realizing that the moment at finally come.

With their eyes locked together, Draco thrust his hips up at the same time that he pushed her downwards, impaling her on his hard throbbing cock. Hermione looked at him in horror as pain shot up through her middle, as if he had just stabbed her with a dagger.

“Hermione!” Harry cried, noticing her shocked expression turn to one of pain. He leapt towards them in the water and grabbed onto her arms, trying to lift her off.

Draco had held her still in order for her to adjust to him being inside her when Harry tried to move her off. “Damn it, Potter! Get away. She’s got to go through this part.”

Harry knew that the first time was supposed to be painful for girls, but he didn’t like to see Hermione in pain and not do something to help her. She stopped him with her own words, however. “Don’t move me, Harry! It’s o.k.” Harry calmed himself and rested his hands on her back, starting to kiss her neck to comfort her.

Hermione sat like this with her eyes closed for awhile. When she opened them, she saw Draco’s blue eyes looking at her. For one passing moment, she had thought she’d seen a flicker of concern pass over his face. He bent and gave her some small kisses on her lips and said, “Try moving a little.”

She placed her hands on Draco’s shoulders and rocked slightly forward on her knees in her straddle position. It was still sore, but not as bad as it was at first. Both boys tried to distract her with kisses on her neck and face as she moved slowly on Draco’s lap. Then Draco announced, “Hard part is over, Granger. It will be better for you out of the water.”

Harry lifted her off Draco from around her waist and stood her up against his body. He continued to kiss her neck and shoulders from behind, holding her close.

Then they heard Draco say, “Well, look what we have here.” When they looked up, Draco was already out of the bath and walking towards a very large silk covered bed. The bed appeared to be made for ten people to sleep on! Next to the bed was a table covered with lubricants and oils in pretty glass phials.

He looked back at them and smiled, “Looks like this room knew exactly what we needed once more. Come out of the bath, my pets, before you prune. Time to fuck.”

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