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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,736
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Bermuda
Chapter One
What was that phrase that Ronald was so fond of using?
Oh yes.
Scarlet woman.
Those were the first thoughts that ran through Hermione Granger’s head as soon as she woke up and realized that she was naked in a strange bed, next to a very naked man.
Hermione’s first instinct was to leave as quickly and quietly as possible, and only the heavy arm draped possessively over her midriff prevented her from sprinting from the room.
Temporarily trapped, Hermione took a moment to survey her surroundings. Through the large picture window, she was able to see a glimpse of the sun peaking over the horizon, before becoming immersed in the heavy snow-filled clouds overhead. What little light that entered the room cast a dim, almost romantic, light that allowed Hermione to see the various tapestries that covered a majority of the stone walls, save for where a magical portrait, its occupant asleep, was hanging.
Hermione had never been in this room before, and as someone who always prepared for any situation, it unnerved her.
When her companion rolled over and removed his arm from her, she seized the moment and crept out of bed. The cold December air almost made Hermione want to crawl back into the warm, inviting bed. Almost.
She looked around the room, scanning the rich mahogany floors for her clothes, and when none were to be found, remembered that they were in the other room. Grabbing a blanket from on top of the trunk at the foot of the four-poster bed, Hermione quickly wrapped herself up, and headed for the door.
Hermione opened the door, and was about to step into the hallway when a voice, still quiet and groggy with sleep, asked, “Leaving already?”
Hermione froze and turned around to face her former enemy, current confidant, friend, and now, most recently, lover.
Draco Malfoy.
Author's Notes: This is my first story in years that I've been happy enough with to post online. I hope you enjoy it. The rating may change depending on how inspired and sexually frustrated I get. Much love, and please review!
What was that phrase that Ronald was so fond of using?
Oh yes.
Scarlet woman.
Those were the first thoughts that ran through Hermione Granger’s head as soon as she woke up and realized that she was naked in a strange bed, next to a very naked man.
Hermione’s first instinct was to leave as quickly and quietly as possible, and only the heavy arm draped possessively over her midriff prevented her from sprinting from the room.
Temporarily trapped, Hermione took a moment to survey her surroundings. Through the large picture window, she was able to see a glimpse of the sun peaking over the horizon, before becoming immersed in the heavy snow-filled clouds overhead. What little light that entered the room cast a dim, almost romantic, light that allowed Hermione to see the various tapestries that covered a majority of the stone walls, save for where a magical portrait, its occupant asleep, was hanging.
Hermione had never been in this room before, and as someone who always prepared for any situation, it unnerved her.
When her companion rolled over and removed his arm from her, she seized the moment and crept out of bed. The cold December air almost made Hermione want to crawl back into the warm, inviting bed. Almost.
She looked around the room, scanning the rich mahogany floors for her clothes, and when none were to be found, remembered that they were in the other room. Grabbing a blanket from on top of the trunk at the foot of the four-poster bed, Hermione quickly wrapped herself up, and headed for the door.
Hermione opened the door, and was about to step into the hallway when a voice, still quiet and groggy with sleep, asked, “Leaving already?”
Hermione froze and turned around to face her former enemy, current confidant, friend, and now, most recently, lover.
Draco Malfoy.
Author's Notes: This is my first story in years that I've been happy enough with to post online. I hope you enjoy it. The rating may change depending on how inspired and sexually frustrated I get. Much love, and please review!