How\'s a Girl Suppose to Decide? Part II

AN/ Okay, thanks for all the reviews to the first part of this. I was so surprised! Alas I had thought this was to be a one chapter deal and the quill ran away. No more than 2 or 3 though. Apologies to those who didn’t want the ‘other man’ involved, but couldn’t resist.

“Hurry up Hermione,” Lavender Brown said as she left Hermione’s small Head Girl room. “We will wait for you in the Entrance hall.”

“Be there in just a minute,” Hermione called after her. She turned to her bed and picked up the white shirt and slipped it over her head. Going over to the mirror she admired the outfit she had picked out to wear to Hogsmeade. She had chosen a short white skirt that brushed her mid thigh, the pull over shirt came to the top of her belly button, its stretchy fabric clinging to her curves, the scooped v-neck allowed a good view of her ample cleavage. Tasteful, but with enough sex appeal to have the man she was planning to meet thoroughly aroused she thought, smiling.

“Oh, my dear,” the mirror said. “You do have a lovely tan and I understand you wanting to show if off, but don’t you think that is a little risqué for a Hogsmeade visit?”

“Not when that visit will include seeing one Mr. Sirius Black,” Hermione said with a laugh.

“The man you and your fellow mates were discussing with such vigor?” the mirror asked.

“The one and only.”

Hermione grinned as she slipped on a pair of white trainers, thinking of the discussions she had had with Lavender, Pavarti and Ginny in this very room the past four weeks.

She had only been back at school for less than 24 hours from the spring break, when Lavender and Pavarti had cornered her in her room.

“Alright out with Hermione,” Lavender demanded, sitting on Hermione’s bed.

“Out with what?”

“Oh don’t give us that innocent act,” Pavarti said grinning slyly. “We can tell. You have been shagged, and by the sparkle in your eyes and that shit eating grin on your face you truly enjoyed it.”

“Yes do share. We always have with you. So you and Ron finally decided to move the relationship up a notch?” Lavender asked, waiting anxiously for the details.

“Ron and I broke up during the hol,” Hermione said casually, her grin widening at the look of shock on the girls faces. “Trust me, I did not shag Ron.”
“Then who?” Pavarti asked, a small frown on her pretty face. “Oh, you don’t mean you and Harry…but I though he was still with Ginny?”

Before Hermione could answer Lavender spoke. “He is silly, and I think Ginny would fight tooth and nail to keep him.” Lavender gave Hermione a knowing look. “But there were two other men at that cabin Ginny told us about.”

“Oh!” Pavarti’s eyes widened as she saw Hermione blush. “Hermione! You mean it was one of those luscioen?”en?”

Pavarti and Lavender had gushed over Remus and Sirius who had attended the Quidditch matches at Hogwarts this year to watch Harry play. They, along with several other girls, had crowded around the two guests in the Gryffindor stands, flirting and giggling with Lupin and Black until Hermione thought she would be sick. Now she understood the reason.

“I bet it was that devilishly handsome Sirius,” Lavender said, watching Hermione intently, as the flush in her cheeks grew. “Aha! It was!”

Hermione nodded, though she felt a twinge of guilt about Remus. She was just as attracted to him, but she wasn’t about to tell the girls she had spent seven glorious days shagging both men.

“I am so envious,” Pavarti pouted. “Your first shagging experience with such an Adonis, and I bet he knew what he was doing.” Pavarti had told the girls about her first time with her Ravenclaw boyfriend. It had not been pleasant and it had been several weeks before she said she act actually had time to enjoy it before the boy finished.

“Most definitely,” Hermione laughed. They had spent the afternoon listening to Hermione share some of her experiences with the girls. By the time she was finished both girls were flushed and had excused themselves to go find their own boyfriends.

Now she was going to meet Sirius in Hogsmeade today. She felt the wetness surge between her thighs and she sighed, knowing there would not be an opportunity to fulfill that desire. Still, she couldn’t wait to see the man.

An owl had arrived at breakfast the day before with Sirius’ note. He would be waiting for her in front of Honeydukes. Remus had been unable to come, as he was under the weather, this being the full moon. Hermione had been disappointed but understood.

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The four girls saw him leaning against the wall of the store, away from the main entrance. Hermione thought he looked gorgeous. He was dressed in tight jeans, dragon hide boots and his tan shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his chest, allowing for a delicious view of his chest. His long raven hair was fastened at the base of his neck, the long locks hanging to his waist. He had grown a mustache since she had last seen him and she felt her stomach quiver. Damn, he was so handsome.

He raised his eyebrows as the group of girls approached, his smile broadening as he took in Hermione’s appearance.

“Hello Sirius,” Ginny said, as the others echoed the greeting.

“I have died and gone to heaven,” he sighed, playfully kissing each girl’s hand in turn. “What do I owe the privilege to be in the company of the four most sexy girls at Hogwarts?” he asked though his eyes were locked with Hermione’s.

“We thought Hermione might need a little protection,” Lavender said slyly, unable to keep her eyes from roaming over Sirius. Hermione could almost smell her lust. “Couldn’t have you accosting her in the middle of the street.”

Sirius raised an eyebrow, his smile widening. ‘They know’ Hermione mouthed and he laughed.

“Such loyal friends Hermione,” he teased, moving closer to her as the girls fell back a bit. “But surely they wouldn’t protest if I gave my ‘girl’ a proper hello.”

“Not in the least bit,” Pavarti laughed, as she too checked Sirius out, her eyes lingering on the slight bulge in his jeans. They had been hoping they would see Sirius in ‘action’; well at least in as much action he could muster in a public place.

Sirius pulled Hermione to him, one arm around her waist, his other hand cupping her cheek. “Behave,” she whispered as he brought his mouth down to hers.

He brushed her lips lightly, before he flicked his tongue out, running along the crease until she opened for him. He slid his tongue in as his hand left her face to wrap in her hair, pulling her even closer as his kiss grew demanding.

Hermione kissed him passionately, their tongues dancing and stroking each other, Sirius thrusting his in deeper than she had remembered, and she felt him jerk her hips against his as his hand moved down to caress her buttocks, their mouths hungrily bruising and tasting each other.

She was fully giving in to the sensations, moaning softly as he broke the kiss and began nibbling her neck, his head then dipping down, his kisses trailing down to her cleavage as he bent her backwards a bit as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Lost in each other’s touch, Hermione forgot where they where, as her hand brushed against his hardening erection, until someone from across the street yelled.

“Hey you two get a room!”

Sirius stopped, moving up to kiss her mouth gently once more before he released her, his arm possessively wrapped around her shoulders as they looked at the three girls.

Though she was a bit embarrassed, Hermione was pleased to see the wide-eyed looks the girls were giving them. Pavarti’s face was flushed and her eyes were glazed over in lust.

“If you ladies will excuse me,” Sirius said, his voice husky, “I will be borrowing Hermione for the rest of the afternoon.”

They said their goodbyes and Hermione could not but laugh as she heard Lavender mutter. “Damn, do you think he could give lessons to Seamus?”

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Severus Snape sat in a dark corner in Hogs Head, nursing a fire whiskey. He rarely came to Hogsmeade on the day the students did, but today he needed a drink and the Three Broomsticks was out of the question as it would be full of the bratty students he wanted desperately to avoid, especially one Hermione Granger.

The girl had been driving him insane, since she had returned from the spring break last month. Severus could not help but notice the subtle changes in her. A damn sexy woman had replaced the little bookworm.

Not that he hadn’t noticed her before, the lovely woman she had became over the years, yet he had not had any improper thoughts about her, due to the fact she was an annoying know- it- all and an insufferable Gryffindor. Now however, all he ever did was have improper thoughts about the girl, waking from dreams about the luscious girl with a raging erection.

The damn witch exuded sex and a confidence that she was able to please a man no matter what the situation. Hermione Granger had never been one to dress or fix herself up with makeup and other frivolous things like the other girls but now…

The first weekend after the break, she had walked into the Great Hall for breakfast, he had almost choked on his coffee. She had been wearing low riding jeans that threatened to fall off her delicious curvy hips as she walked. A short shirt that barely grazed her belly clung tightly to her lush curves, emphasizing her well-endowed chest. When she had turned her back to him and he saw the top of her thong underwear above the jeans, Severus had nearly lost it, having to excuse himself quickly before the erection that had developed became too painful.

He had watched the way she flirted and teased the boys in the Advanced Potions Class, though she did it with such ease he truly doubted she was aware that she had all the seventh year boys panting after her. Even Malfoy seemed to be aware of her, though he still called her a ‘mudblood’ every chance he got.

More than once Severus had felt her eyes on him, and he would look in her direction. She would be staring at him with a hungry look and a knowing smile on her face. It unnerved him and he found himself sitting behind his desk more often than not during class to hide the bulge in his robes. Yesterday in class she had driven him to total madness, thus thasonason he had fled to Hogs Head today, trying to drink the memory of the girl out of his mind.

Severus had avoided looking at ioneione during class. It had been a short lesson and they had finished early. He had told the class to read quietly for the remaining time as he began grading some sixth year’s assignments.

Draco’s and Blaise’s snickering interrupted his work and he looked up, starting to tell the boys to quieten down, and he noticed their heads were turned in ‘her’ direction.

Sitting there, her eyes on the book before her, Hermione was eating a peach. It was ‘how’ she was eating that peach that had caught the boys’ attention. She placed the ripe juicy fruit between her full pink lips and sucked on the flesh of it, slowly, her tongue flicking out to capture the juice that spilled out of it. Finally she took a small bite, moving it away from her mouth as she turned a page.

Severus could not tear his gaze from her wet lips, and immediately hardened as her tongue darted out to lick at the corner of her mouth, then flicked around her lower lip before she licked at her top lip. She turned her attention to the peach once more and brought her tongue out to lick up the side of the fruit before she sucked in a portion of it. A small moan of delight escaped her lips and the boys who were watching her erupted in laughter.

Hermione looked up, her eyes catching Severus’. She saw the lust on his face, and she smiled slyly at him as she sucked at the peach, exaggerating the movement.

He had slammed his hands down on the desk so loudly that the whole room jumped and Hermione coughed as she strangled. Demanding they leave immediately, he waited till the last student had left before placing a locking charm on the door. He cursed the girl as he undid his trousers, grabbing his erection roughly as he stroked it, thinking of her lips on him.

Severus shook his head trying to clear his thoughts of that annoying girl as he downed his drink. He couldn’t believe his eyes as Hermione now entered the bar on the arm of one Sirius Black. Cursing his luck, Severus muttered a concealment charm. He doubted that they would notice him in the dark corner, but he wanted to be sure.

What was she doing in this pub and in ‘his’ company?

They sat at a table near the loos only a few tables away from Severus, sitting on the side of the table that was closest to him. After the barkeep had brought them drinks, Severus watched them as the couple talked in low whispers, silly grins on their faces, touching each other as they sat close.

He watched as Black leaned over and whispered something in Hermione’s ear, as his hand snaked up her thigh. The girl blushed and shook her head, though her own hand was now on Black’s leg, moving upward.

Bloody hell, Severus thought, as he watched Black’s hand slip under the girl’s short skirt. Hermione pushed at his hand in a playful manner, as she glanced nervously around the bar. Black was saying something to her now, and Severus wished he could hear the conversation. No, he thought, I am better off not knowing, as Black leaned over and kissed the girl.

Hermione Granger and Sirius Black? Surely the girl had more sense than get involved with that bastard. Severus narrowed his eyes as he watched Sirius move closer to her, her thighs spreading slightly as his hand d hid higher. A look of delight crossed her face and Severus clenched his drink tightly. He guessed she didn’t have much sense after all.

Hermione giggled as Sirius was once again talking to her a sly smile on his face and the girl nodded, blushing. They broke apart and Hermione stood up.

Severus watched Hermione walk casually to the ladies. Sirius downed the rest of his drink and went in the direction of the loos, looking around and slipping into the ladies also.

Severus quickly got up and followed the two, going into the mens. Looking around the grubby small loo, he studied the wall that separated the two bathrooms. If his assumption was correct, ah, and it was, he found a small hole hidden behind a painting of a prosprostitute. He figured that the lewd clientele that frequented this place would enjoy spying on the female sex as they relieved themselves.

Pressing his eye to the hole, he saw the two of them, locked together in a passionate embrace, their hands roaming over each other with familiarity.


TBC