In the Closet

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* Authors Note * - Hey everyone! I am so sorry it took so long for an update. (You might have to reread the first 6 chapters lol) I finally have everything worked out with my computer. I had a corrupt file in my other story I had to delete the only chapter I was able to write for it. (it happened right after the site went though the transfer and I am not sure how it happened.) My husband was able to save everything else including this story, which is great cause I still have three more chapters after this one to put up. For those who read my other story it might be a while longer before I update I have to rewrite a chapter that was over I think 12 thousand words. I have to get over my disappointment and frustration, so I apologize. But there will be an update with it. Well back to this story, this chapter makes me nervous, I have never written anything like this before and I hope I did all right with it, please be gentle. Please keep in mind this is for fun, a little AU and the characterization is what it is, in or out I don’t really care. This was a challenge from a friend and I hope I do not disappoint. Thank you to all who have reviewed, they were all wonderful. Please keep it up, I love it. It’s encouraging to know how I did. Constructive criticism is always more than welcome. Please read and review I do not like to waste time or space. If you want me to email you when I update let me know. Thanks and thanks to my beta! Enjoy!

Chapter Seven
Soft


A few weeks had past and Milton and Pansy’s plan was working. Well for the most part anyway. They had come to realize that Hermione didn’t attack until being attacked. She was actually pretty pleasant and she didn’t seem to mind them being around. Draco would still make comments but she’d give it right back, only neither of them came off mean or irritated, more like playful flirtation. Of course Draco and Hermione wouldn’t ever admit they had feelings for each other. There would be stolen glances and flirtatiousness here, nudging there, and the brief blush that would appear when the occasional contact was made. Some people started to notice including Harry and Ron, even more so than they already had.

“Seriously Harry I think your right about Hermione and Malfoy. It just doesn’t make sense. And the way they all have been getting along. They must be up to something. Maybe they put something in her drink or maybe they put a spell on her. Or… or maybe she put a spell on them! Yes that’s it Harry, Hermione cursed them!” Ron contemplated as they headed to class.

“Ron, Hermione would never hex anyone without telling us about it. Besides it would probably diminish what little they had for brains if she had. She would also never hex Malfoy with out letting us watch for a good laugh.” Harry said with a small laugh making Ron shrug with a smile.

“I guess, but don’t you think it’s strange that they haven’t been completely unbearable?” Ron said.

“It is strange. But we would know if Hermione was under or spell or something. She has been completely normal so I doubt they have done anything to her or vise versa.” Harry continued.

“If you think having feelings for Malfoy is normal.” Ron huffed making Harry shrug.

“Good point.” Harry said.

“You two need to stop being so sluggish or you’re going to be late to class.” Hermione scolded coming up behind them thankfully missing their conversation.

“Maybe if I go slower I’d miss class entirely.” Ron mumbled.

“Ron it’s not that bad. You’re acting like it was potions or something.” Hermione said flatly.

“History of Magic is so bloody boring. I can’t believe they have an advanced class on it. I mean who bloody cares anyway? All we need to know is the basics. They don’t need to go into detail about every bloody thing that ever happened and how it happened.” Ron complained.

“I, Ronald Weasley, for one care. I find it to be very interesting and knowledgeable. You know, knowledge is power.” Hermione replied.

“Well then Weasley it would seem that you’d be in trouble.” Draco commented as he walked past them heading to class. His comment sounded neither cruel nor snotty and it wasn’t even emotionless. It seemed almost… lighthearted. Draco turned and nodded at Hermione.

“You’ve cursed them haven’t you?” Ron questioned, earning himself a nudge to the side by Harry.

“Seriously Hermione what’s been going on?” Harry asked while Ron gave Draco a curious look.

“Look things between us and them are getting better why are you so against it? Hermione asked.

“We’re not. I guess we’re not used to it. I don’t know, it’s not like they’ve left room for us to believe them to want to be civil or good for that matter.” Harry replied.

“I understand, but I am telling you it’s fine, so relax alright?” Hermione said as they approached the classroom door.

“Sure.” Harry and Ron both said together bringing a smile to all three of them.

They walked past Pansy, Milton and Draco talking when Pansy called to Hermione. Draco walked with Pansy over to the now waiting Hermione. They walked in together discussing something on Transfiguration, leaving Milton, Harry and Ron behind. Ron stopped Milton right before they walked into the room.

“Hey is there something going on between Malfoy and Hermione?” Ron asked.

“Why has she said anything?” Milton asked.

“No, has he said anything?” Ron returned.

“No, you notice something?” Asked Milton.

“Possibly… you?” Ron raised his eyebrow while saying this.

“Per-haps.” Milton mirrored Ron’s expression,

“Right. Thanks.” Ron said slowly.

“Sure.” Milton replied as he walked into the classroom.

“I knew it! I knew it! Something is going on!” Ron stressed quietly. Harry just shook his head and went to sit down for class.

Later on that day after classes were over and dinner had been consumed, Pansy waited for Hermione to pass her and head down to the Prefect’s bathroom. Hermione often took baths down there because the head’s bath was just a plain claw foot tub. The shower stall, however was separate and possibly larger than the tub it self. So Hermione would go down there to enjoy a nice large bath.

Pansy waited in the shadows. After a certain event that she had witnessed herself earlier that day she couldn’t take it anymore. She, Pansy Parkinson, was going to bed Hermione Granger tonight! Well not bed exactly but she was going to get some action. She wasn’t sure if it would work or if she could go through with her plan of action. She had been formulating it for hours, she would convince her and it had to work, it just had to. She didn’t know how much longer she could go on.

Finally after what had to have been ten minutes Hermione walked by caring her own personal towel. Pansy’s eyes raked over Hermione. Pansy could see the tie of her bathing suit sticking out of the top of her school uniform. Pansy also noticed her hair in a loose bun on to of her head. Pansy loved it when she wore her hair like that. It reminded her of an uptight prissy know it all that needed to be unwound. Pansy smiled.

Pansy made sure she stayed back well enough for Hermione not to notice her. Pansy also waited five minutes before she went into the bathroom. She was able to get passed the first door with the first password to get in. She tried the second door by jiggling the doorknob knowing fully well someone was in there, she didn’t even bother to say the password. Unless you go in together or the one inside lets you in, you couldn’t get in after someone was already in there. Pansy was hoping that since she had her suit and Hermione was wearing one that Hermione would share the huge bath with her.

Pansy then called through the door.

“When will you be finished so I know when to return.” She waited for a reply, hoping Hermione would recognize her voice, only to have the door open, Hermione standing on the other side, towel wrapped partially around her dry body. She hadn’t yet gotten in. The sight of her made Pansy’s body want to shiver. “Oh Hermione I am so sorry I didn’t mean to…”

“Oh it’s fine. I’ll just go. I have my own bath anyway. Come in, come in. I am so sorry. It’s usually free at this time.” Said Hermione. Pansy stepped in and heard the sound of the bath still filling it’s self.

“No it’s all right. You know since we are both wearing suits and the tub is pretty much a swimming pool with warm water and bubbles we could share.” Pansy said. Hoping that Hermione would accept.

“Um, sure. That sounds great thanks, are you sure?”

“Oh yes, it’s really all right. Besides it will be nice to have the company.”

Pansy was doing a happy dance in her head. Step one accomplished. Now on to step two, getting her interested.

They slipped into the bath, Pansy kept a good distance between them, giving Hermione her space.

They sat there talking for a bit about different things and what they planned on doing after school. Pansy was trying to bring up what was to start the second phase, but Hermione beat her to it.

“So I heard that Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil were caught doing some very naughty things this afternoon?” Hermione said eyes closed and smiling. Pansy smiled.

“Yes they were, I was one of the ones who caught them. I didn’t turn them in. I didn’t feel that I needed to. Although it seems that it’s gone through the school like wildfire.” Pansy said.

“I’ve heard it from four people alone. Never would have guessed really. It’s strange I used to share a room with them and never got the impression that something was going on between them.”

“Well when another girl prefect and I shooed off everyone I asked them why they were doing that and they said that they were curious.”

Hermione opened her eyes.

“Really, about what?”

“They said they wanted to know what the big deal was about being with a woman, why men need it so bad.”

“Did they say… what they thought?”

Pansy was about to giggle but suppressed it. She was asking how they liked it. Pansy couldn’t help but wonder if this might be easier than she thought.

“They said that they actually enjoyed it. They both have been with men and said that they liked it better. They would still be with men but wouldn’t mind a few more sessions in the future. But I wonder… what is the big deal, you know?”

“What to be with a girl?” Hermione asked. Pansy was surprised that Hermione didn’t sound grossed out or offended.

“I mean yeah. Why are guys so obsessed with it? Why do girls do it just for the hell of it? Doesn’t it make you wonder what’s so great, you know, about being with a woman?” Hermione sat up some more.

“The thought has crossed my mind. Boys are always tying to get into girls knickers, …always. You can’t help but wonder why.”

“I know… “ Pansy trailed off then started to laugh. Hermione looked back at her.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“No really what?” Hermione was smiling.

“It’s just that I was thinking, never mind, you’ll think something is wrong with me.” Pansy laughed again.

“Tell me, now I really have to know.” Here it goes, phase three.

“Well it’s just that I thought if you and I would do that… sorry it’s just funny.” Hermione started to laugh also.

“That would be different.”

“I would think you would be disgusted with that thought.” Pansy said calming her ‘laughter’.

“No, what people want to do is their business not mine.”

“You are not as bad as I once thought.”

“Thanks you neither.” They shared a smile.

“So… want to have a go.” Pansy threw it out there with a laugh.

“That would be interesting.” Hermione laughed again.

“Yeah it would, wouldn’t it. I mean what is the big deal. Really what is it about a woman’s body that is so bloody fantastic?” Pansy watched Hermione’s face contemplate. Pansy was so excited Hermione was actually thinking about it.

“In all seriousness would you ever? You know experiment with a girl?” Hermione asked. Pansy pretended to think about it.

“In all honesty, I think I would, just to see… I mean if you think about it most girls… you know… play with themselves. So they would know mostly what would please another girl.” Hermione nodded.

“That makes sense.”

“Why would you?”

“I don’t know really. I mean I’m not gay, but I don’t know.” Hermione replied.

“Well just because you would experiment doesn’t mean that you would be, it’s just curiosity. If no one would find out would you? To me no one could know if I were to.” Hermione thought about it.

“You know I think maybe I would.” She smiled. Pansy saw her moment and took it.

“So… um did you want to… well, um, that?” Pansy said nervously.

“Do you?”

“If you wanted to, sure I guess it would be interesting to find out, I can’t help but to be curious.”

“You know what? Sure why not right? It doesn’t hurt to figure things out right. Only I have never, um been with anyone or have done anything.”

“I know, it’s fine I’ll be gentle after all I know my body so maybe it’s a good start on yours.” Hermione nodded. They moved slowly closer together.

Pansy moved in towards Hermione’s lips. She started to giggle from nervousness making Hermione do the same. They smiled at each other and continued to move closer.

Their lips touched lightly and a light giggle slipped through Hermione’s pressed lips. Pansy just smiled as passion took over every inch of her body sending waves of need to her core. Pansy straddled Hermione on the bathtubs bench. Pansy kissed her again this time with opened mouth slipping her tongue slowly past her own lips and gently pushing past Hermione’s meeting her sweet soft pink tongue. Hermione settled her hands on Pansy’s hips.

Pansy ran her fingers tenderly through Hermione’s hair and down the back of her arm causing them both to shudder. Pansy pulled away reaching behind her neck and untied her top, letting it slowly slide down revealing her obvious arousal. Hermione watched attentively. Pansy wished she had polyjuice potion or a toy so she had the opportunity to shag the object of her fantasies properly.

Alas she had only her body and desire to pleasure the beautiful creature in front of her.

Pansy tossed her top over the side of the tub and slowly reached across for Hermione’s suit tie. Hermione made no attempt to stop her as she pulled it away from her body tossing it to join hers. It took so much for Pansy not to attack right away. Hermione’s breasts were better than she imagined and couldn’t have ever been more perfect.

Pansy reached out and tenderly ran her hands around Hermione’s breasts and cupped them in her hands giving them a gentle squeeze. She smiled and lowered her head. Hermione gasped as Pansy ran her tongue along her breast and sucked in her nipple, bringing it to full attention. Hermione slowly ran her hand along Pansy’s shoulder and down the middle of her back, causing Pansy to twitch from the pleasure.

After Pansy had explored both of Hermione’s breasts she backed away to see the effects it was having on her only to have Hermione lower her head and flick her tongue over a nipple. Pansy flung her head back moaning to the highest point of the room. She would have fell backwards if Hermione didn’t grab her.

“Perhaps we should lay down.” Hermione suggested. Pansy could only nod. Hermione enlarged her towel to fit both of them onto it. They lay down on it kissing and rubbing their hands along the other’s body. Pansy ran her lips down Hermione’s neck and continued the trail sucking and licking every inch as she finally reached the most desired place on Hermione’s body.

Pansy ran her fingers along Hermione’s navel. Circling them around it then trailing them down to her thigh. Pansy lightly racked her perfectly manicured nails around the outside line of light brown curls, causing Hermione to lightly jolt. She then ran her fingers along the outside of Hermione’s nether lips. Pansy was too afraid to look at Hermione at this point, what if she would change her mind. Pansy couldn’t let that happen.

Pansy moved in closer to inhale the scent of the soft curls only to discover there wasn’t any. She pushed forward rubbing her nose in the softness feeling Hermione jerk as she brushed against her clit. Pansy took this opportunity to dart her tongue out and swipe it up along the slit. She heard Hermione make a low moan as she spread her legs even more, much to Pansy’s delight.

Pansy pushed her tongue as far it would go into her tight passage.

“What’s it like.” Hermione asked breathily. Pansy thought for a moment before speaking, trying to describe it. She pulled away but continued to run her finger tips in circles around her clit.

“It’s very tight.” Pansy said as she gently slid her finger into Hermione, causing her to moan again. “Like slipping into a very tight, hot, wet slick glove. It’s also smooth, slippery, and soft yet firm.” Pansy started to pump her finger in and out, turning her finger upwards to run along the g-spot. One finger turned into two then to three.

“What- what does it taste like?” Hermione asked as she rolled her head from side to side. Pansy smiled and ducked her head back down to the area she was more than happy to return to.

“Well,” Pansy begun as she licked around her own fingers running her tongue in the tight space between them and her nether lips. Pansy tasted the heavily flowing juices never slowing her pace. “It reminds me of meat marinated in the finest of red wines. Your juices are amazing. It’s a clear slippery like texture. Much like mine. I really like it.” Pansy guided her tongue up to the top of Hermione’s opening and began to suck on her small sensitive nub.

As Pansy finger fucked her, she continued to lick firmly against her clit humming into it. Hermione’s walls started to tighten around her fingers. Pansy started to pump faster causing Hermione to cry out, “Oh my…”

Hermione came with hard jolts as her walls moved in waves rolling along Pansy’s digits. Pansy had a hard time continuing on while trying to keep Hermione from lifting herself too far off the towel.

Pansy pulled away while she watched Hermione bask in her afterglow while trying to control her breath.

“So, how was it?” Pansy asked grinning wildly.

“Wow, you?” Hermione said breathing rigidly, a smile plastered to her face.

“Brilliant.” Pansy said with a smile. It was more than that.

Before Pansy was able to move Hermione grabbed her shoulders and tackled her to the towel covered floor mumbling ‘You have to experience that!’ Then returned the favor. Starting with her well-rounded breasts.

Pansy’s mind was reeling. She couldn’t believe what ‘The Hermione Granger’ was doing to her at that moment. Doing things to her body that she had only dreamed about and enjoying the feeling of Hermione’s fingers inside of her, Hermione’s beautiful soft pink tongue gliding along her lower lips and across her clit. It felt incredible to her. Better than Milton’s best attempt. Maybe that’s why her orgasm hit her so quickly. It was all too much for her. She thought it’d be hard to make it through giving pleasure to Hermione, but this was difficult to control. Pansy wanted to make it last longer, she knew once she had an orgasm that it would be over. ‘Experiment’ over.

Pansy couldn’t do it she couldn’t hold on, draw it out. Pansy came harder than she ever had. Her hands dug deep into the towel, gripping hard in the soft white fibers. It was so powerful that tears started to roll down the sides of her face. She wanted to desperately call out her affection for the brunette between her thighs. But even though she wanted to she couldn’t. The only sound that emerged from her mouth was as quiet hiss, “Hermione, yes yes yes yes oh yeeeeessssss.” Her muscles tightened and waved around Hermione as she rolled her head back arching her back.

Hermione pulled away rubbing her hands gently along Pansy’s legs after Pansy had hit her peak and began to come down from her high. Pansy rested her hand over her own chest trying to calm her heart and her breathing.

“Are you alright?” Hermione asked concern in her voice.

“More than you know.” Pansy said in a voice barely above a whisper.

“You have tears.” Hermione said as she leant forward to wipe them from her face.

“It was that good.” Pansy laughed out.

“Really?” Hermione smiled.

“Oh yeah. Brilliant, bloody bloody brilliant.”

“You know you weren’t too bad yourself.” Hermione said lying next to Pansy facing her.

“You think so?” Pansy asked rolling towards her. Hermione smiled and nodded. Pansy leaned in and gently kissed her wanting desperately for another round.

After their activities where finished they lay there and discussed what they had done. To Pansy’s disappointment, not that it mattered, Hermione still preferred men, although the experience was mind blowing. Well Pansy got what she wanted without letting her secret out, not even to Hermione. She pretended to agree with her that it was a fun one-time experience.

Pansy was surprised that Hermione didn’t act any differently just said thanks for the experimentation before they left the lavatory.

They walked back to the head’s room never mentioning it, only talked about Pansy’s wedding plans.

After they got back they found Milton and Draco playing wizards chest.

They hung out until they all went out on their rounds. Pansy couldn’t wait to tell Draco the news, but she was going to wait until they got back to their common room so she could tell Millicent at the same time.

When Draco and Pansy walked in Millicent was about to walk down the girls’ hall before Pansy called her over. After everyone one else had gone off to bed Pansy turned to them.

“You will never guess what happened tonight.” The other two just stared at her waiting for her to continue. “You’re not even going to ask? Fine. Well it happened!”

“What happened?” Millicent asked.

“Me and Hermione.” Pansy whispered excitedly.

“Granger and you?” Millicent asked confused.

“In the prefect’s bathroom.”

“What!?” Draco shouted.

“Shush, Draco keep it down!” Pansy hissed then continued dreamily. “It was incredible, absolutely brilliant!”

“What are you on about?” Millicent asked.

“Hermione and I explored each other. I saw her, I touched her, I tasted every inch of her, e-v-e-r-y inch.” Draco flipped then.

“What the bloody fuck do you mean?!”

“What’s the matter with you?” Pansy asked shocked.

“More or less you shagged?” Draco bit out.

“Well basically, I mean she still a virgin… are you alright? Draco what’s wrong?”

“Nothing!” He stormed off. Pansy and Millicent looked at each other.

“I knew he liked her, I knew it!” Pansy exclaimed excitedly.

“So you just said that to get him to admit it then?” Millicent asked.

“No I really did.”

“You did that knowing he liked her? With you having a fiancé?” Millicent asked crossing her arms.

“Millie, it’s not that big of a deal. Draco will get over it and Milton will never know.”

“Sure, Pansy, whatever you say.” Millicent said shaking her head then walked down the girls’ hall heading to their chambers. Pansy stood alone for a minute then followed after her with an eye roll.

TBC...