Sisters of the Dark Moon

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Here’s the next chapter of Sisters – I hope you enjoy!

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Exposure


Lavender turned and watched as Harry climaxed, a smile on her face. Katie had fucked him well and was furiously bouncing on him, close to her own orgasm. Lavender hoped Ron or Harry would have enough energy to go for another round as she was pretty randy herself. Girls were fun to play with, but there was nothing like a nice cock shoved deep inside, sending every nerve in your body out of control.

Lavender should have been keeping watch, but Harry’s groans drew her attention. She didn’t notice the Slytherin boy walking quickly towards her from behind a hedge. Suddenly a hand covered her mouth and her body was pulled backwards. Then a wand was pressed on her temple. It happened so quickly, she didn’t even have time to yell. Now she found her self struggling against the warm body behind her.

All her ‘sisters’ now turned their heads in her direction, along with Harry and Ron, every one of them scrambling for wands.

But Blaise held a wand at Lavender’s temple and said, “I wouldn’t do anything stupid if I were you or your friend’s brain will never be the same again.” He waited a few moments for them to comprehend how serious he was. Then he added, “Now, all of you toss your wands over here. One wrong move and she’s mental.”

They grudgingly tossed their wands towards him. “You bastard, Blaise,” Hermione snapped. “Out of all the Slytherins, I thought you were the most decent, but I see that I was wrong.”

Draco, Crabbe, Goyle stepped out of the hedge now, grinning. Draco sauntered over to their discarded wands and scooped them up. “Now, now, Granger, that would all depend on your definition of decent. Compared to you, Blaise is a saint.”

“What do you want, Malfoy?” Harry snapped. Katie had already slipped off him as soon as Blaise appeared. Ron had rolled off of Parvati as well, shielding her while she made herself decent again.

Draco’s eyes snapped to Harry. “So they’re fucking with the two of you again, are they?” he laughed. “Poor Potter, you keeping getting fucked and yet an hour later you think you’re still a virgin.” Draco’s friends all laughed.

“What’s the matter?” Ron growled. “Can’t get any on your own, so you have to watch everyone else doing it?”

Draco laughed again, eyes connecting with Hermione’s. “Oh, no, Weasley, I’m definitely getting mine.” He saw the slightest movement of Hermione’s head, warning him not to say more. He lifted one eyebrow in amusement at her.

“Of course, there’s no such thing as having enough, is there Blaise?” Draco smirked.

“That’s right,” Blaise chuckled, licking a path up the side of Lavender’s neck while she stood helplessly in his arms. Ron wondered why Lavender wasn’t struggling more.

Ron stood up, fists clenched. “Leave her alone,” he demanded.

Draco laughed. “What are you going to do about it, Weasley? In fact, I can do whatever I want because you are not going to remember it anyway. And I doubt your ‘friends’ here are going to tell you.”

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

Draco pointed a wand at Lavender’s heart. “Tell him, Granger,” he said. “Tell him the truth.”

Hermione gave him a deathly glare before looking at Ron’s questioning face. “It’s true, Ron. In a short while, you and Harry will fall asleep. When you wake up, you won’t remember anything that has happened in the last hour.”

“What?” Harry asked, bewildered. “Then Malfoy really was telling the truth about that day at Hagrid’s? It was you? You seduced us?”

Hermione looked at the ground, her face burning as she nodded. Curse Malfoy!

Ron looked at her, his mouth practically hanging open in shock. “You took our memories? Why?”

“Because her and her ‘sisters’ here have a little sex cult,” Draco answered for her. “They want to fuck anyone they want without any consequences for their actions. She didn’t want a relationship with you, Weasley. She just wanted to use you for sex.”

“Shut up, Malfoy,” Hermione snapped. “You have no idea how I feel about Harry and Ron. I do love them, but I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.”

Malfoy’s eye ticked when Hermione said she loved them. A pang of jealousy so fierce rose up within him and lips snarled in anger. “Enough talking,” he growled. “We came here to have a little fun.”

Harry ignored Malfoy, still looking at Hermione in bewilderment. “Sex cult, Hermione?” he asked, carefully.

“No, Harry, it’s not a sex cult,” she explained. “We worship the Dark Moon Goddess who urges us to be unashamed to be a woman and to realize that we are just as powerful as men, if not more. You couldn’t possibly understand because you’ve never been looked at the ‘weaker’ sex. You’ve never had someone tell you that you can’t do this or you can’t do that because you’re a girl. You never had men overpower you and force you to do things you didn’t want to do.” She gave a sharp glance at Draco who had the audacity to look unaffected.

Harry looked truly hurt. “I’ve never treated you that way, Hermione,” he said, sadly. “In fact, I always thought you were more powerful and smarter than me. I don’t understand how you could do this.”

“I’m not talking about you and Ron, Harry,” she answered. “I’m talking about society in general. You can’t deny that women are not treated fairly as a whole, can you?”

“Well, I…” Harry began, but was cut off by Malfoy.

“Oh, please,” he interrupted. “Save the drivel for another time. We didn’t come here to talk. It’s a sex cult, plain and simple.”

Hermione turned an angry glare towards Draco and said, “I thought we had a little understanding, Malfoy. Now you’re pushing your luck. I have things I can tell about you too.”

“Oh? Do you think I’m scared?” Draco smirked. “You’re not the only one who belongs to something.”

Blaise looked at Draco, warningly. “Draco…”

“No, Blaise,” Draco said. “It’s time they knew what are playing with. They expose us, we expose them. Show them,” he ordered.

The Slytherins all pulled up their sleeves on their right arms, exposing the Dark Mark. The Gryffindors looked on in shock, except for Harry. “I suspected you had taken the Mark,” Harry said to Draco. “But I wasn’t sure about your friends. Thanks for the confirmation.”

Draco laughed. “Too bad you won’t remember seeing it.”

“But we’ve seen it,” Hermione said of her and the girls. “And you’ve just given us another thing to hold over your heads, Malfoy, not very smart of you.”

“Ah, but we haven’t committed any crimes… yet,” Draco replied. “And you…, you are using unforgivable curses and raping people.”

“And you haven’t?” she snapped.

Harry and Ron looked at her in surprise. She had just admitted to it by those three simple words. “Hermione?” Ron whispered. “Why?”

Hermione shut her eyes and took a deep breath. She had to get things back under her control. The only thing she felt good about was that Harry and Ron wouldn’t remember any of this, so she knew she could handle this anyway she wished without their condemnation later. She opened her eyes and looked at Ron. “Because I can,” she said, watching his face grow more confused. She hated saying these things to him, but she felt cornered and she needed to feel empowered again. “Most men are stupid fools, taken in by the promise of sex. I intend for us to use that to our advantage.”

Harry and Ron looked at her in shock, not believing that those words came from their friend. Then they glanced around at the rest of the Gryffindor girls who had the good sense to not meet their accusing eyes.

“It’s nice to see some honesty from you, Granger,” Malfoy replied smugly. “Now how about we let Potter and Weasel watch while we have a little cock sucking contest?” He laughed as an idea came to him. “Weasel you can watch your sister suck Crabbe off right in front of your face while Goyle slams into her from behind.”

“I’ll see you dead first,” Ron snarled, leaping at Malfoy with both fists at the ready.

“Immobilus!” Draco called out, stopping Ron in motion before he could swing. “Tut, tut, Weasel, attacking someone with a wand pointed at you is idiotic at best.”

Ron’s eyes glared angrily at Draco, but he was unable to move any further.

“I don’t know what you’re so upset about,” Draco taunted. “After all, since the financial status of your family causes you to sleep three to a bed, I’m sure you discovered what a horny little slag she is. Do you suckle her titties in your sleep?” Crabbe and Goyle chuckled behind him.

Ginny stood, fists clenched. “That’s not true! Leave him alone, Malfoy.”

Malfoy looked at her, amused.

“Ginny, don’t goad him,” Harry said, trying to diffuse Malfoy’s vindictive nature. He didn’t want to see Ginny hurt.

“Oh, how sweet, Potter,” Malfoy sneered, “Sir Potter to the rescue.”

“Why don’t we settle this fairly, Malfoy,” Harry said, “just me and you – a duel?”

Hermione knew Draco would never duel fairly. Harry would get hurt or worse. She decided she needed a new tactic, especially when she noticed Draco considering Harry’s suggestion.

“Malfoy…” she purred, changing her stance to a more seductive pose.

Draco’s eyes snapped to her, suspiciously wondering what her new game was. Whatever it was, he grudgingly admitted, it was working. His heart sped up as she began unbuttoning her blouse, hands gliding smoothly over her own breasts.

“Hermione!” Harry exclaimed.

But Hermione ignored him and kept staring at Draco, her tongue wetting her upper lip and her soft skin becoming exposed by the second.

“Granger?” Draco said, a hint of indecision in his voice.

Hermione felt triumphant. “Draco…,” she whispered, sexily, shocking those around her with the use of his first name.

“Draco…,” Hermione said, breathily, “forget them and take me somewhere we can be alone. I want you…”

Draco laughed, but he wasn’t as confident as before. “Nice try, Granger, but I don’t trust you. You’re lethal, even more twisted than my Aunt Bellatrix, and that’s saying a lot.”

Everyone’s eyes were on Hermione as she peeled open her shirt, exposing her nice breasts in a pink silk bra. She ran her hand over and under her breasts and said, “If you don’t want me, then maybe Goyle does.” She began walking towards Goyle, looking like she wanted to devour him. Goyle swallowed and grinned at her as she approached.

Draco’s anger shot up ten notches. No one was going to touch her! No one but him!

He grabbed her forearm and yanked her to him before she could reach Goyle. His hand was shaking as he glared in her face from a few inches away. She smirked up knowingly at him. Before he could consider his words, he growled, “No one fucks you, but me.”

Even Draco’s friends looked shocked at the intensity of his words. He didn’t care what they thought at the moment. She was so close to him, he could smell her sun warmed skin and feel the heat of her body as she pressed closer to him. He expected her to hit him with her free hand or go for his wand, but she did neither. Her hand traveled up his chest and around his neck, tugging his face down closer to hers.

Everyone seemed to fade away from his consciousness when he found his lips seeking hers, a gentle kiss of hesitation.

“Take me,” she whispered against his lips, “willingly.”

He looked into her eyes, wanting very much to believe she’d go with him willingly. “I don’t trust you,” he whispered back, his heart pounding so hard he was afraid he would no longer be able to breathe.

He moaned slightly when she pressed her mouth fully onto his, kissing him passionately. His body reacted instantly and he wrapped both arms about her waist, pulling her tight against his body as his tongue entered her, caressing and stroking. He held her tighter; afraid she’d change her mind and pull away then laugh at him for his weakness.

“Hermione,” Demelza said, trying to get her attention.

Hermione slowly pulled her lips off Draco and turned her head. Draco looked as well, without releasing his hold on her. Harry and Ron had passed out – the hour was up. Then they noticed that Lavender was now snogging Blaise.

“Well, ladies,” Draco smirked. “Now that the children are asleep, let’s make a deal. You’ll get your wands back and we won’t tell Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee here about anything that happened, your secret will be safe, in exchange for fucking us with our memories intact.”

“Ginny and Parvati have to stay with Harry and Ron,” Hermione said. “They both believe that they fell asleep on their laps. When they wake up, it will be more believable if they are still on their laps.”

“Very well, Granger, I suppose we’ll each get our own girl regardless, since Nott isn’t with us this afternoon.”

Demelza and Katie grinned at Crabbe and Goyle, not really minding the outcome of this little showdown.

“We can’t let them see you when they wake up,” Hermione stated.

“Move it into the trees everyone,” Draco ordered. Then he smirked down at Hermione and said, “You’ve got a devious little mind, Granger. You should have been in Slytherin.”

“My mind is not little, Malfoy,” she replied, saucily.

“Neither is my cock at the moment,” he said. He let go and grabbed her hand. “Let’s go,” he said, pulling her towards the glade.

Hermione turned her head to look back at her ‘sisters’. Ginny and Parvati were situating Harry and Ron back in the positions they were in before they pricked them with their rings. Demelza and Katie were walking off with Crabbe and Goyle. Blaise had already taken Lavender off somewhere. “I knew you really wanted me, Granger,” Malfoy said, interrupting her thoughts. “All that teasing business was foreplay to you, wasn’t it?” he said as they walked on. “You know, Granger,” he continued, “things don’t have to be so difficult between us. You don’t have to trick blokes into having sex with you. I can fill that need for you.” He rambled on, excitedly, as he led her deeper into the glade feeling as if he had just hit the jackpot. “In fact, I’ll even participate in your Dark Moon rituals if you need fucking to please your Goddess.”

When she was sure they were out of site from the others, she released his hand and stood still saying, “I’d rather eat dung.”

He turned and looked at her, momentary surprise on his face. Anger quickly sprang to the surface, however, and he growled, “Don’t do this, Granger. We made a deal.”

“How dare you!” she snapped. “How dare you try to make me look bad in front of the others!”

“Those morons won’t remember a thing!” he replied.

“I’m not talking about them,” she spat. “I’m talking about the others. You made me sound selfish and twisted.”

“You are selfish and twisted,” he smirked. He could see her turning red with anger. “The truth hurts, doesn’t it?”

“I’ll show you what hurts,” she snapped as she raised her fist in the air and leapt at him. He quickly grabbed onto her arm and then took hold of her other hand which was pounding on his side. She twisted and seethed in his grasp. “Let me go!” He walked her backwards until her back was up against a tree, holding her wrists up above her head.

“Stupid bitch,” he growled. “You said you’d be willing. You’re a fucking liar, Granger.”

“It would never be willingly with you, Malfoy. I despise you,” she snapped, hating that he managed to overpower her again.

“You lie again,” he smirked, evilly. “You were willing last time; you came like a volcano when I fucked you. If it makes you feel better to pretend you don’t want it, so be it. But I know better.” He held her wrists pinned to the tree with one hand as he reached for the wand inside his robe with the other. He spelled her hands and feet to stick to the tree before he whisked her clothing away magically as well. Then he stood back admiring her body.

Hermione stopped struggling, breathing hard from her efforts as she glared at Draco with hatred. “I hate you,” she spat.

“You keep saying that, Granger,” he replied, “yet you always make a point to taunt me in particular while you pretend to pursue other blokes. That tells me a different story.”

“It only means that I enjoy tormenting you,” she snarled.

“But why expend so much effort on me?” Draco smirked. “You’re obsessed with me, admit it.”

Hermione laughed, “You’re an idiot, Malfoy. I believe you are the obsessed one.”

He stepped closer, lifting a hand and running the backs of his fingers over her smooth belly, up towards her breasts. “I know you’ve cursed me,” Draco rasped, his voice already full with lust. “Funny thing is…” he said, his eyes lifting to her face, “I don’t really care any more.” He kept eye contact with her as his hand covered one of her breasts and gently stroked it. Her chest began rising and falling rapidly.

Hermione didn’t expect gentleness from him and it unnerved her to no end. This wasn’t Malfoy. Malfoys were hard, cold and ruthless. Maybe her curse wasn’t such a good idea after all, not when he still was able to take control of their interactions like this. She began struggling again as his lips descended on her neck, sucking and kissing as he continued to arouse her nipple with his fingertip. “Stop,” she said, tossing her head side to side.

“No,” he rasped against her neck. “Not until you admit that you desire me.”

“I do not!” she exclaimed, wishing she could use her hands to push him away. Her belly was fluttering inside as he continued pleasuring her with his lips and hands, but she couldn’t let him know that she desired his touch. Then he’d take more power away from her.

“We’ll see about that,” he smirked as his mouth moved lower over the swell of her breast. He lifted their weight with his hands and feasted on her nipples, tugging with his teeth and licking to sooth them. Her hips lifted off the tree as heat course through every part of her body. She shut her eyes, not wanting him to see her lust.

Draco’s hands ran down over her hips and he grasped her buttocks, pulling her aroused flesh against him. He knew she could feel how hard his cock was, even with all his clothing still on. He pulled on her so that her pussy was moving against his hardness. “Feel that, Granger?” he said, lustily.

He studied her face. She had her eyes closed and was doing her best to show no response to him as she had tried to her first time with him. This just wouldn’t do.

He moved his mouth down over her breasts again and dropped lower to his knees, licking his way down her ribs and belly, dipping his tongue in her navel. His hands were now placed on the back of her legs and he tugged them apart as much as he could with her feet stuck against the tree. Kissing the soft skin under her bellybutton, he said, “Your body doesn’t lie, Granger.” One long finger moved lightly over her clit and Hermione couldn’t stop the whimper that came from deep in her throat. His lips were hovering just inches away and she could feel his hot breath on her wet flesh. “You want more? Say it! Say it or I’ll leave you unsatisfied,” he growled.

Hermione felt her lungs burning as she held the words defiantly inside. No, no she wouldn’t admit it! But her body… Gods she wanted him to continue what he was doing. She didn’t trust herself to speak, so she shook her head from side to side, not even opening her eyes.

Suddenly his hot breath was gone and his hands were no longer on her body. Her eyes flew open and found him standing a few feet away, a hard expression on his face. “Fine, Granger, have it your way.”

He turned to leave and Hermione wanted to scream. How could he leave her like this? She needed him, needed him desperately. “Malfoy!” she yelled, stopping him in his tracks.

He turned around and saw the need on her face. “Yes?” he answered, more coolly than he felt.

It seemed painful for her to speak further but he could barely make out the softly spoken words. “Don’t go.”

That was all he needed. He strode back to her so quickly; Hermione didn’t have time to chastise herself for giving in. He fell to knees and buried his mouth into her wet cunt, licking, sucking and driving her wild. She didn’t hold back this time, letting the moans fall from her lips as he worked his magic. “I knew it, I knew it,” he muttered against her, “you want me.”

She bucked her hips wildly but he didn’t remove his mouth, grabbing onto her buttocks and keeping the constant contact with her. He watched the rapture on her face as he tongued her clit, bringing her to orgasm, loving how flushed her body became as her fluids dripped down the inside of her thighs. He licked at the soft skin, drinking her release, determined that she learn just how skilled he was.

When her body had calmed he stood and began removing his clothing, watching her watch him, little pants still coming from her mouth. He had brought her to climax and now he wondered if she’d want to do more. Would she deny him now that she had gotten her release? When he was naked, he watched her eyes go down to his hard and needy cock.

“I want to fuck you,” he said. “But I want you to ask me this time. Ask me, Granger. No more of these fucking games.”

She swallowed and looked at his face, knowing that she had already broken down once. Why not go for it all? She nodded in defeat.

“Say it!” he commanded.

“Fuck me,” she whispered, seeing a hint of triumph on his face. He came to her and embraced her, his lips immediately on her, kissing her deeply and pressing his naked, hot skin against hers. “Do you want me to release you?” he whispered next to her ear, grinding his cock on her belly.

“No,” she whispered back. It seemed better if she was bound, she thought. That way she could always convince herself that she didn’t have a choice.

His hands traveled down to her buttocks and he pulled her legs apart again, lifting her to fit onto his cock, sliding it into her wet heat. This time, however, he didn’t rush. He wanted to make this last in case he never had another opportunity to get her alone. She wouldn’t easily forget him this time.

He began the slow plunging deep within her while he sucked at her breasts again, eliciting a series of moans and groans from her shaking body. Draco kept a steady rhythm until he could no longer stand it. It felt too fucking good and it was driving him mad. Gods! What had she done to him?

He grasped her hips firmly and began pumping more vigorously into her, clenching his teeth as he tried not to come too soon. Opening his eyes, he watched her experiencing the same intense pleasure that he was. One of his hands traveled between them and he began kneading her clit between two fingers, sending her over the edge, bucking wildly. Her cunt clenched on him over and over and he could no longer hold back, releasing his seed deep within her with a long groan.

He placed his forehead on her shoulder as they both struggled for breath. “Granger…” he said, a question in his tone.

“Go away, Malfoy,” she answered quietly. “Just… release me… and go.”

He pulled out of her and backed away, just as confused as she seemed. Then he nodded, reaching down into his robe for his wand. He released her and she slid down to rest on her knees, not looking at him as he dressed.

It was awkward silence.

When he was dressed, he said, “I’ll leave your wands in the library, last aisle, under the bookshelf.” She nodded without looking up at him. His feet felt heavy, as if he didn’t want to leave her like this. “Granger…”

“Just go,” she answered, “please.”

When he left her alone she wept, hating herself for her weakness.

OOOOOOOO

A/N So there you have it. Don’t worry; I’m not going to get all fluffy. You have to remember that Draco is under a curse at the moment. And why has Hermione developed such feminist views lately? And no, it’s not because she was raped or molested or anything like that. You’ll have to wait and see.

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