Fever Dreams

A/N- So Granger Enchanted now has a weekend Drabble contest thing, and this is the result. From what I read, a drabble just means it's under 600 words, so this is exactly 595 words. Sorry it's short, but that's the rules! Oh and I used the prompt by Meiri: Hermione has a dream where she was resorted at the beginning of sixth year into Slytherin. (Up to the author if it's a delicious, wicked or horrifying dream). Please read and review with what you think. This is my first attempt at a threesome, which I found surprisingly fun... so maybe there are more in store in the future that aren't so short :)

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My eyes are shut but I can’t escape. He has me, and I all I can do is scream. No one can hear me. Just him. He likes when I scream. I can tell because his fingers delve deeper and with more force than before. So I scream again, because I like it too.

I open my eyes when I feel something wet and silky. It’s nudging me, and it’s so tender and gentle I can’t help but to gasp. My legs are quivering now. It’s too much to take but the silver ribbon has me tied by the wrists and ankles, and it’s stronger than it looks. I’m powerless. So wide an open for him to see into my soul, and I feel raw and exposed but my body responds in other ways. Like how I know I must be soaking the bed, and even though he’s finger fucking me with more than two digits, they slide in easily. He could use his whole hand if he wanted.

The pressure in my stomach is too much, and my clit can feel even the slightest touch, but he is mercilessly nipping at it and I cry out. My body quakes all around me, out of my control. I am going to come so very hard that I’m almost afraid. My muscles clench in anticipation.

Then it stops.

I hear a shriek. It sounds frightened.

It’s coming from me.

Then his teeth are on my nipple and I can feel his cock rubbing along my folds. I can hear the squishy sound it makes because I’m so uncontrollably sopping. I want to wrap my arms around him and keep him against me but I can’t. I whimper in frustration that I can only shake with need and pray that he won’t leave. It doesn’t feel like enough.

He holds me tight to him. It only slightly reassures me. The fear is always lurking. If only I could escape. Escape so I can trap him there… with me.

And suddenly, I can. The ribbon is being untied. The mattress creaks… the curtains rustle. Someone else is in the bed.

My golden-haired beauty rolls me on top of him, and larger, rougher hands start trailing slowly down my back. My skin prickles where the hands have touched me. I flinch and try to move, but Malfoy has me tight. His cock jerks up, and I moan. I want him inside me. I want him so bad. I—

No.

The other hands are spreading the cheeks of my arse.

No.

A single finger glides slowly along. It grazes my asshole and I gasp and kick. A hand slaps me and the skin burns, stilling me instantly. The finger then dips into my pussy and removes the liquid, laving it all over my nether hole.

“No!” It comes out as barely more than a squeak. How could Draco let him do this to me!?

“All or nothing, Granger,” he whispers. He wipes a tear from my eye and brushes his lips with mine. The other Slytherin lines himself up at my hole, and Draco does the same underneath me. I’m horrified, but deep down I know I can’t stop them. Deep down I know I want this.

“One… Two…” they say in unison. I brace myself. “Three!”

I wake up with a start. My bed is empty. The curtains are a hideous shade of maroon. No Blaise Zabini at my back door… No Draco Malfoy at the front. I scream in frustration.

If only I’d been sorted in to Slytherin.



The End