Broomsticks and Bondage

Chapter Nine

(This is it! Tell me if you like my ending, or anything else..)

In the Headmasters Office at DPU.

Two months later…

“Will both of you just shut up!” Harry Potter said thoroughly frustrated at the two girls that sat before him.

“Now will one of you please inform me as to why you were scratching and pulling each other’s hair out in the middle of the lunch period thirty feet up in the air in the Great Hall on broomsticks, and why one of the wooden beams fell almost killing two Hufflepuff coeds?”

Again there was screaming as the two girls rose over the other, a screeching cat fight of hate being thrown around Harry’s office. Harry lifted his wand.

“Silencio!” Now only one girl continued on her rampage. “She can’t talk Pansy so just slow down and start over. Sorry Ginny I will get to you next,” Harry said smiling at his ex -girlfriend, Ginny Weasley, who sat quietly now but whose arms were moving in animated motion in order to continue her tirade.

“She did it. She fucked my boyfriend in the Slytherin common room,” Pansy said with her spiked heel boot on Harry Potter’s desk. Harry pushed the boot off his desk with his wand poking it like it was a diseased rat that carried the plague and grimacing as he did so.

“Okay so she fucked your boyfriend. So that’s when you hexed her in the Great Hall bringing down the wooden beam?”

“No. I said you fucked Blaise you common you little hussy.”

“And then you hit her with the hex but it missed and hit the beam?”

“No. She said no and I said yes you did and she said no and I said yes you did. And then she said no and called me something…and then I said you fucked Blaise and then she said so what you fucked Danson in my office and then I said…” Pansy sounded like a broken muggle record. Harry held his temples, the grating voice of Pansy Parkinson giving him a migraine. He finally decided to release Ginny from her spell. With a flick of his wand Ginny was now yelling again.

“I did NOT fuck Blaise, you disgusting little warthog trollup!”

“See! That’s what she called me!”

“And then THAT’S WHEN YOU HEXED HER BREAKING THE FUCKING WOODEN BEAM AND SENDING IT CRASHING TO THE FLOOR?” Harry yelled with steam coming out of his ears.

Both girls yelled in unison..

“NO!” Harry spun around in his chair looking at the portrait of Dumbledore who had conveniently left its frame, no doubt because of the screaming catfight.

“Okay. Let’s all just calm down here. Ginny, start at the beginning.”

“Well it started when you and I broke up Harry. Should I start there or skip forward a bit?”

“Fast forward Ginny. I don’t need to relive that mess again.”

“Alright. Well…” Ginny gave Pansy a spiteful glare and Pansy reciprocated. “I walked into my office to find my boyfriends dick in Pansy’s mouth. I slammed the door feeling betrayed and angry and then I went into the Magical Creatures wing. I just had to get out of my office and do something,anything! There was this viscious little pixie that some thought had been bitten by a muggle dog, that may or may not have had something called rabies. Nobody wanted to feed it or take care of it. It was just a pesky little pixie. Therefore, I let it go in Pansy’s office. I’m quite glad I did too because when I sat back down at my desk I noticed that Danson, the slob that he is had gotten sticky sploooe allover my legal brief. It took me three weeks to write that brief up! Remember when I was writing it Harry and you couldn’t be bothered to read it after I’d finished it because you were hobnobbing with the blonde Bulgarian liaison? The one with the legs up to her neck?”

“I remember Ginny. I’m really sorry about that. She turned out to be a …well.. moving on with the story!”

“Sorry! You can’t say sorry to her and still remain impartial Potter?”

“That’s Dean Potter to you Pansy and I can do anything I want so shut up and wait your turn. Continue Ginny”

“That’s it really. She says I slept with Blaise but I didn’t. I’d never sleep with that gorilla.”

“That is so not it Ginny! You skipped everything,” Pansy shouted.

“Fill us in then Pansy,” Harry said curiously. He couldn’t help notice the way Ginny’s eyes sparkled when she was mad. Ginny had omitted part of the story thus far already, like the time they had fucked on the back lawn during a rainstorm during one of their makeup sessions shortly before their final breakup. Now, sitting here in his office he had the urge to grab her and kiss her, to be more spontaneous as she had always wanted him to be.

“It all started with that preppy little Granger.”

“Hermione?”

“Yes the know- it- all mudblood.”

“Okay now you are pushing it. ‘Mione doesn’t have anything to do with you Pansy so get to the point and stop trying my patience.” Ginny smiled and winked at Harry when he chastised Pansy.

“She did too! She was fucking Draco, and she brought her hussy little friend,” she said looking at Ginny.”She brought her to play The Game. Draco took Hermiuone and Blaise took Ginny up to their bunks. Anyways that’s when she fucked Blaise.”

“I never fucked Blaise! He totallused my ass after I micked him and then he tried to rape Mione but Malfoy Crucio-ed his arse.”!” Ginny gulped after spewing that out. She hadn’t really meant to pull Hermione into this mess between she and Pansy.

“Whoah! Just WHAT IN THE FUCK IS GOING ON AT MY SCHOOL!” Harry jerked at the collar on his robes back and forth and then there were trophies being thrown. The girls ducked as they smashed around the room. He finally sat down and composed himself, muttering under his breath that he had no idea how Dumbledore handled this job.

“Pansy. Did you or did you not hex Ginny and cause the beam to fall?”

“Yes. But…” Harry held his hand up to quiet her.

“Right. Your out. Leave the school immediately do not collect your things they will be sent to you at a later date.”

“What? How come…”

“Shut up until I’ve finished!”

“Malfoy used an Unforgivable curse. He’s out.”

“Harry he was protecting Mione,” Ginny piped but then retreated when she saw how red Harry’s face was.

“I wouldn’t worry about Malfoy. He was in my office two weeks ago trying to resign from teaching Flying. I wouldn’t let him go because he signed a binding contract. I guess he will get his wish now.”

“Blaise tried to rape a coed. He’s out and he will be brought up on charges, pending an investigation. Obviously that would be up to Mione not me.”

“Ginny…” Harry’s eyes narrowed. “Did you fuck Blaise Zambini?”

“No!” Ginny said honestly.

“Look into my eyes and say it.” Harry leaned forward looking into the eyes of the woman he loved hoping for merlinsakes she was telling the truth. He could forgive one indiscretion, as he had himself cheated on Ginny, or at least planned on it, until he found out the Bulgarian liason was really a man that is. But the intent was there. But he would not forgive Ginny for sleeping with a slimy git like Zambini.”

“Harry…I swear on everything we ever had that I did not sleep with Blaise.” Harry paused as if pondering her authenticity.

“Right. I believe you then.” Ginny smiled and Pansy fumed.

“This is so unfair! You want to fuck her right now! I can see it in your eyes.”

“I do not want to fuck her but I do want to date her again. Ginny, dinner, say six o’clock tonight by the Lake?”

“Yes. Oh Harry…” she stood up and leaned over and kissed his lips softly. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“Me too.” Harry said forgetting about Pansy.

“GET OUT!” He screamed and Pansy jumped two feet in her seat finally leaving.

“I need to have a conversation with Draco Malfoy and then I need to organize a raid on the Slytherin common room for tonight real quick but that will leave me plenty of time to have diner with you Ginny.”

“That’s so sweet. I can’t wait,” Ginny said blowing kisses to Harry as she left his office.

Ministry of Magic a week later…

“I don’t want or need a partner Misses Crohn. It is hardly my fault that your secretary handed me the wrong brief yesterday in court. If I had had the proper case file I could have gotten an Azkaban sentence, I’m sure of it!” Hermione fumed at her boss.

Hermione slammed her office door and slinked back to her desk. The papers were mounting in a stack the size of a house elf it was so tall.

“Mildred, do you think you can do some filing after you blather all day on the phone to your hag of a sister!” Hermione shouted.

“I’m sorry Counselor Granger what did you say?” Midred said waddling into Hermione’s office.

“Files! Oh and I just wanted to say no thanks for fucking up my case yesterday. Can you please remember to hand me the proper case files when I go into court. I looked like a complete idiot before the council yesterday.”

“Yes Miss Granger of course,whatever you say. Oh and Miss Granger. The interviewee for the job as your partner? Should I send them right in when they show, or will you be yelling at me and blaming me for your problems instead,” Mildred said in a snobby tone.

“Get out you incompetent git!” Hermione screamed and slammed her hand down on the stack of files on her desk. “You forgot the files! I swear if you weren’t related to the Minister himself, I would fire you right now Mildred. Do you hear me? And get off the phone!” She could still hear Mildred on the phone though as she sifted through her endless amount of case files. Suddenly her door opened and someone walked in. Too busy Hermione paid no attention until she heard his husky voice.

“Granger.”

“Malfoy!?”

“So…” Draco said nervously.

“So you are the applicant to be my partner. I should have guessed the old crone would have picked someone like you. Afterall she did pick me to take over this office. She said the interviewee had a dark background and would prove invaluable in helping us nail down more convictions. I should have guessed! I feel so dumb…yeah here it is,” Hermione rifled through her papers finally plucking a coffee stained piece of parchment from her desk top. “Conniving and manipulative. Has possessed great skill in getting others to see their way of thinking. Yep looks like the perfect job for Draco Malfoy. Of course just so as you know that I will have the ultimate say so on how we split the case load up being the senior attorney here. So…I guess you want to know more about the job?”

At this Mildred came back in and slammed a box down on the desk next to Hermione’s and then rudely left her office again closing the door behind her, but once again forgetting to take the files.

“Yes. The job. That’s why I’m here.” Draco twisted nervously, touching his breast pocket to make sure he had remembered to bring what he intended to give Hermione. He wasn’t after all there for any job. He had come to see her on his own volition, but this provided the perfect excuse for him to not have to admit that he came to see her this day because he missed her and nothing more. Hermione walked around her desk and plopped down on it in front of Draco Malfoy.

“Before we get into all that legal mumbo jumbo I wanted to ask you how it went with Harry?”

“Like taking candy from a baby. He kicked me out but said the offense wouldn’t go on my permanent record, as if that maters. It’s not as if Death Eater can be trumped,” Draco laughed and Hermione felt her stress melt away. It was so good to be in his company again. She hadn’t realized how much she actually missed him until now, as he stood before her in his suave three piece suit and robes. He looked debonair. He looked sexy and she couldn’t help remember the last time she had been with him in the Room of Requirement.

“Yes and I hear Blaise Zambini married Millicent Bullstrode and moved to Bulgaria.”

“Yeah was a deal he struck with Millicent’s parents to get him out of trouble. Blaise hated Millicent, I couldn’t punish him any better then what he is already getting.”

“Well I have to say it looks like the elusive Draco Malfoy skated out of everything clean, once again.”

“Looks like it,” Draco moved closer to Hermione. She didn’t back away. When she turned her head to the side to coyly look away from Malfoy she noticed something in the box on the desk next to her. As the desk was sometimes used by one of the aurors there was a pair of shiny handcuffs sticking out of the top of the box. The metal and chains caught Hermione’s eye and Draco’s eye at the same time.

“Granger I wanted to give you something.” Draco pulled a small notebook with something scrawled on the front of it out of his breast pocket and passed it to Hermione, all the while shifting his eyes to the handcuffs in the box, as if they were calling to him.

“What is it?”

“It’s my notes from Mixed House Marriages class. I took notes for you since you weren’t there. I thought maybe they could help you in some way to answer your question. The one you asked in the room of requirement.”

“Oh that. This was really thoughtful of you Malfoy.”

“Yeah just don’t let it get out that I can be thoughtful,” He gleamed.

Hermione threw the book over her shoulder, the book landing on her desk and falling to the floor. Draco looked at her curiously.

“It’s like you said though. It’s all bullshit. We are right, they are wrong.” At this both of the pairs eyes averted to the cuffs. Hermione looked at Malfoy. Malfoy looked at Hermione and then it was a mad dash. Malfoy beat her to the punch, though but just barely. He snapped the cuffs between his hands holding them in front of Hermione’s anxious face.

“Too slow.”

“It looks that way doesn’t it. Whatever shall we do about it?”

“Malfoy shoved the papers on her desk to the floor creating a mountain of a mess but caught up in the heat of the moment Hermione could careless. Perhaps later she would curse his name but for now she wanted his hardness in her. She had dreamed about it for weeks and this was the perfect afternoon snack to relieve her stress. Draco threw her arms above her head and cuffed her and then moved in between her legs.

“Say you want me to fuck you. Now.”

“Kiss me.” Draco kissed her hard and rough, his kiss electrifying Hermione’s every sense.

“Say it.”

“Fuck me Draco Malfoy.”

It wasn’t long before they were fucking like wild animals on Hermione’s desk, their sweat sticking to their clothes as Hermione yanked and pulled at Draco’s shirt, finally ripping it open to reveal his lean muscular chest. His mouth was on her breasts as he slammed into her harder… and suddenly the door opened.

“Your interviewee is here.” Hermione tilted her head back upside to see none other then a shocked Mildred and Pansy Parkinson standing in her office doorway. Hermione laughed as Draco continued to pump her, uncaring as to who watched and unable to stop.

“Jobs already filled.”

“So it is. Fucking mudblood,” Pansy groaned as she backed out the door. They could hear her bitching all the way down the hall about Draco being a blood traitor.

“You do want the job don’t you?” Hermione said through exhausted pants.

“Are the benefits good?” Draco smirked as he thrust into her hard making Hermione shout out.

“Real fucking good..” Hermione moaned as she came allover his rock hard dick.

Review!? How’s that for an ending? I liked it hope you did too! Review
I penned a sequel that is completed, called Broomsticks and Alibis! Draco puts his foot in his mouth and finds himself married to Hermione. It is a continuation of this story...picks up right where this one left off, and this one, is a LOVESTORY with a little of everything in it. Sex,Lang,Violence,Mystery,Adventure and Fantasy.