You Raise Me Up

Yay! Everyone is so supportive! I adore the slytherins! They are so much fun to work with! I think you'll like Bella. She is the most fun female to work with. I'll start adding the males in soon.
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Hermione hadn’t realized that the social outcry against what she had done would be so loud. She had first realized how despised she was when Narcissa had deemed it ‘extremely necessary’ to take her shopping after she had made the mistake of wearing the same outfit two days in a row. Narcissa had refused to take no for an answer, and had practically dragged the young witch out the door. Bellatrix had decided it would be fun for her to come along, since it had been years since she was allowed in public legally. Hermione prayed to every deity she had ever been taught about.

The first store they went to specialized in underwear. The slow-spreading blush that spread across Hermione’s cheeks when they walked in told both Narcissa and Bellatrix that she was a novice at picking out underwear. Bellatrix, always a sadist, picked up a particularly tiny pair of frilly panties. “What about these, Granger?” she asked. Hermione’s blush deepened.

Narcissa clicked her tongue. “Stop it, Bella.” She scolded. Bellatrix chuckled darkly, and picked up a pair of underwear that would probably make McGonagall happy.

“What about these?” she asked. Hermione huffed. Narcissa couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“Come now, my dear, and we’ll find you something that goes with your ‘tastes.’” She said, suppressing a grin. The three women slowly realized that the entire store had ceased what it was doing, and had begun staring at them.

Hermione frowned. “Well. I didn’t realize we were so beautiful. They must be utterly captivated.” Hermione said, fluttering her eyelashes and placing her hand on her chest. A slow smile spread across Bellatrix’s face. Hermione smiled back. She realized in that moment that Bellatrix was just as pretty as Narcissa, she had just distorted her features with scowls and howls.

Hermione, cheeks pink, picked up a pair of pink undies. They were clean-cut, but slightly conservative. “Wh..er..um…how about these?” she asked. Narcissa laughed.

“Those, my dear, are just fine.” She said. Aside from the stares, and occasional whispers, both Hermione and Bellatrix managed to get a good collection of panties. Narcissa charged them to her personal account, and gave directions to have them delivered to Malfoy Manor. Hermione’s nose wrinkled in confusion.

“Why have them delivered? Why can’t we carry them?” she asked. Narcissa and Bellatrix looked at each other, and broke into grins.

“My dear…carrying bags is for…other people…” Bellatrix said. “By the end of the day, when we’ve got all of the things we’re going to buy…we’d look like the Weasleys going back-to-school shopping.” She added. Hermione gave a mirthless smile.

The three left the shop, and immediately traveled to a clothing boutique that Narcissa was particularly fond of. Hermione looked around, clearly out of her element. “I’ve never seen so many sparkles…it’s like…Christmas…” she said softly. Narcissa rolled her eyes.

The trip at this place took longer than Hermione had ever experienced with shopping. But at the end of the trip, she and Bellatrix had a closet full of clothes. Everything seemed to be going well, until they left the shop.

Immediately after coming outside, flashes went off in their faces. Hermione jumped back, blinded.

“Miss Granger! How are the studies going with the Malfoys?!”

“Miss Granger! Why did you save Bellatrix Lestrange? Didn’t she kill your best friend’s godfather?”

“Miss Granger! Are you afraid you’ll be going to Azkaban?”

Hermione shrieked as the flashes seared her eyes. Bellatrix drew her wand, and with a flick of her wrist, one of the cameras exploded. The photographers didn’t cease their pictures.

The entire crowd was distracted when a bright red flash went off behind them. The photographers and reporters split as Percy walked through them, flanked by two Aurors.

“What in the name of the bloody pits of hell is going on here?” he said angrily, glaring at Hermione. Her eyesight had cleared slightly, and she glared Percy down.

“We were shopping, Minister. These vultures attacked us.” Narcissa said smoothly.

“Shop somewhere else. You’re causing trouble here!” he said, his voice literally dripping with hatred.

“We have every right to-” Bellatrix started, but Hermione’s hand rested on her wrist, stopping her.

“No. We don’t want to cause trouble. We wouldn’t want to give Minister Weasley a reason to arrest us. Which is probably what he wants, because he’s a great prat.” Hermione said. Bellatrix looked at Hermione.

“So we’re going to walk away? I’m not familiar with that concept…I’d rather hex them.” She said, her voice low.

“She who lets it go today, lives to hex the fuck out of someone another day…” Hermione said, staring pointedly at Percy. Hermione then took both Narcissa and Bellatrix by the wrists, and led them towards the nearest Apparition point.

When they arrived back at Malfoy Manor, Bellatrix was pissed.

“I don’t know why you wouldn’t let me throw one hex!” she cried. “Just one-”

“Shut it! Do you realize if you’d pointed your wand at him those Aurors would have taken you down, and you’d probably be making kissy faces with the Dementors in a matter of hours?” Hermione hissed. Bellatrix frowned, knowing the little Muggleborn was right.

“So?” she said, and disappeared in a puff of angry black smoke.

“Don’t bother with her, she’s a sore loser.” Narcissa said. Hermione rolled her eyes, and apparated to her bedroom.

“Stupid Percy! Stupid shopping! Paparazzi vultures! I would have loved to see what Bellatrix would have done to those stupid fuck-nuts!” she said.

“Well, well, have a nice day?”

Hermione jumped, and turned around, frowning as Draco lounged on her bed.

“No! Although I did get some new underwear…which was awkward with your mum and aunt trying to make me buy frilly dental floss…” she said. He laughed.

“Why don’t you come up here and relax…” he said gently, patting the area beside him. She smiled slyly.

“You know very well if I get up there then I will not be relaxing…” she said. He chuckled.

“So?”

She shook her head, but gently climbed up beside him. She cuddled against his side, and rested her head on his chest.

“Are you sure you don’t have a little pureblood in you?” Draco asked her.

“Positive…why?” she asked, curious.

“Would you like to?” he asked, wiggling his hips suggestively. She laughed.

“You’re so stupid!”

“Come on…I’ve been waiting for hours for you...” he whined.

“I ran into Percy again today. He was trying to goad your aunt into attacking him. If I hadn’t calmed her down she probably would…” she said, changing the subject. Draco sighed.

“Probably. I just wish there was something we could do to repay you…” he said.

“Your mum got me an entire wardrobe full of new clothes…I think that’s quite enough…” she laughed. She smiled as she noticed he still had a bulge in his pants. “Aww…were you missing me that much?” she asked.

“Would you like me to show you how much?” he asked, pushing a few curls from her face.

“No…I want…to…erm…” she blushed, unsure how to ask.

“To what? Shag like bunnies?” he asked hopefully.

“No…I’ve never got to…touch…a…you know…” she said, clearly uncomfortable.

“A winkie? Magic wand? Purple helmeted love soldier?” he asked. She giggled softly.

“Yeah. Can I…explore?” she asked, rising to settle herself between his legs. He grinned.

“I’d be a fool to say no…” he said. She gently unfastened his pants, and was surprised slightly when his member popped right out.

“No undies?” she asked, looking at his face. He shook his head.

“Too cumbersome.” He replied. She reached out, and gently grasped his cock. He shuddered. “Fuck…” he moaned, squirming lightly as she began to stroke the turgid flesh. Her other hand reached up, and into his trousers to fondle his balls. “Are you…ugh…sure you’ve never touched a…holy Merlin!” his sentence was interrupted as she gently leaned down and kissed the tip.

“Positive. Ron went to fast…” she said.

“Weasley…was…ugh…your first?” he asked. Her hand continued to stroke him gently.

“Yeah…but he wasn’t anything compared to you. He just shoved it in…didn’t even ask if it was my first time…and I never…you were the first man to make me..er…orgasm…” she said.

“Really? It was…fuck, Granger!...an honor.” He said.

“Shut up and let me stroke you, you mouthy prat…” she said, and leaned down again, this time capturing the head of his cock in her mouth. She sucked gently, using her tongue to taste the salty precum at the tip. Draco knew he wouldn’t last much longer. She may have been a novice, but he had been extremely horny when she had started.

“Pump it a little harder, Granger..” he suggested. Her fingers tightened slightly, and her hand began to move faster. He groaned in response, and closed his eyes. He grunted as she closed her lips around the tip again, pumping the shaft. He reached down to try and push her head away. “I’m about…shite!...to come…Granger…move…” he said, but her lips remained firmly planted on his cock. “Granger…” he warned, his knees coming up slightly. “Granger, I-” His socked feet scrabbled against her covers, and he grunted as on orgasm overtook him. He emptied himself in Hermione’s mouth, and she swallowed every drop. She pulled back, licking her lips.

“Yummy…” she said, and gently tucked him away. She then resumed her position at Draco’s side.

Draco’s breathing had increased, and he looked over at her. “You are really something else, Granger…” he said, and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

She buried her face into his side. “Just shut up and hold me…” she said. He looked down in surprise when she let out a short sob.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Everything’s just hitting me all at once. Just let me cry and I’ll be fine…” she said, her voice muffled.

“Of course! Cry all you need.” He said, and put his arm around her shoulder.

“Draco…I think you might be the best thing to ever happen to me.”
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Tell me what you think! I will be putting Ron and Harry back in here soon.