Harry Potter was bored.
Bored and tired like hell after another meeting in Dumbledore's office.
It wasn't even nine o'clock, but Harry was all clean and ready to sleep. He glanced at Ron.
His best friend was already asleep. Harry grinned. Yeah, kissing all the time with Lavender Brown had to be exhausting.
Harry lengthened himself and removed his glasses. Sweet sleep.
But there was one thing, little thing (actually, not a thing, but a little someone) that bothered Harry above all.
Draco Malfoy. His eternal problem.
What was he doing the other day at Borgin & Burks? He guessed he'll never get to know this precious knowledge.
For Harry, it was obvious that Draco Malfoy became a Deatheater during summer break, but Ron and Hermione were skeptical about his hypothesis.
Maybe he hadn't had any evidence, but intuition told him that he was right.
Harry sighed heavily and took Marauder's Map from his locker. That was a little sick, but he liked to know where Draco Malfoy was and with who.
Harry took his wand, tap it to parchment and said 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.'
He was looking for Malfoy for a few long minutes. And when he found him...
'FUCKING CHRIST!' he snapped angrily and jumped out of the bed. He was in an absolute hurry and had particular luck - they were alone in their Dorm, only Ron and Harry.
No questions about his behavior. Fantastic.
Harry ripped away the Invisibility Cloak from his trunk, put on his shoes and ran out of the Gryffindor common room.
Next to Draco's name, there was another one.
Hermione's.
And Harry was fucking terrified.
Pureblood Malfoy, Deatheater probably, alone, in one room with his best friend.
Mudblood friend, as Malfoy would have said.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
FUCK!
Harry knew he wouldn't forgive himself if something happened to Hermione. Various thoughts were in Harry's mind as he ran down the stairs to the fifth floor.
Prefect's Bathroom.
But when he already was there, he began to curse his own stupidity.
He didn't know the password. What a fucking disaster.
He had to think. Hermione had to tell him the current password, there was no chance she didn't do it.
He tried to remember, but the more he tried, the worse it went. Harry was about to go straight to Dumbledore to open this fucking bathroom when he suddenly remembered.
Herbal Bubbles. Fucking Herbal Bubbles.
When he spoke the words, the door opened immediately. He thanked Merlin for that.
However, it was quiet inside. Nobody shouted, no one argued.
Strange.
There was a hot steam in the air and Harry couldn't see much.
He was looking for a storm of Hermione's hair or Malfoy's blond shag, but he didn't see anything similar, at least in the first moment. When he came closer, everything brightened up.
They were both in the pool.
Naked.
And Hermione was SITTING ON MALFOY ASTRIDE. Kissing tenderly, they weren't aware of the rest of the world.
Harry wanted to leave as soon as possible but leaving Hermione alone with possible Deatheater? Even if they were kissing? No way.
He decided to stay not really knowing how to behave and what to do in such a situation.
'Ahhh, Granger, you're so sweet' he heard Malfoy whisper when he kissed Hermione again. This time it was more passionate and he saw Malfoy's tongue sliding into his friend's mouth.
'Merlin, what the fuck am I doing here?' he thought, trying to take his eyes off them. It didn't work and he found out that he desperately wanted to look.
To join.
FUCK.
Moreover, he felt his cock twitching in his pants.
Harry exhaled slowly, trying to stay calm.
He watched with increasing tension as Malfoy was touching Hermione here and there. He started at her neck then he lowered his hand and caressed her breasts. Harry watched Hermione's nipples harden under Draco's touch. He pinched them both with his fingertips and that made Hermione moan loudly.
Harry thought she had perfect tits - not too big, not too small. They fit perfectly in Malfoy's hands.
And then - OH MERLIN - Malfoy leaned over and took one of her nipples between his lips.
Harry felt goose bumps on his back and he was happy to wear pajama pants - his cock was so hard he could bearly think.
'Draco, please...' Harry heard Hermione's quiet beg when Malfoy was sucking her left nipple.
'I have to see more' Harry thought. Now he felt even more aroused than a few moments earlier. As quietly as he could he stepped closer to the marble stairs, that were the entrance to the huge pool, now filled with bubbles and hot water.
He almost fainted, when he saw both of them entirely naked rubbing against each other's crotch, expressing a speechless need which they both felt and shared.
And Harry. He felt that need too.
He did not think about what he was doing, he just wanted to feel a slight relief. He slid his pants down to his knees, just enough to take his cock into his hand and stroke himself a few times.
He couldn't hold his own moan, but fuck, they shouldn't hear him, right? There was water falling in the background and Hermione...
Merlin!
She was constantly groaning and that made Harry drunk with excitement.
Malfoy sucked her nipples as his life depended on it. Hermione's hands were in his blond hair, dragging them constantly and Draco looked pleased with that.
'You are so impatient, Granger' Malfoy gasped out as he licked Hermione's neck. He did a few circles at her earlobe with the tip of his tongue and Harry saw one of Draco's hands running down her midsection. After that Malfoy's hand went lower and - OH MY FUCKING GOD - slid between her spread legs.
Hermione moaned again and Harry tightened his embrace on his cock, working rapidly up and down with his palm, to feel more pleasure.
Harry regretted that their hips were underwater - even if he wanted it so badly, he couldn't see more. And certainly, there was MORE.
Harry was charmed by the expression of emotions on Hermione's face when Draco, most likely, began to caress her with his fingers. Harry couldn't tell for sure, but he saw Malfoy's hand under the water, where should be exactly Hermione's pussy.
He wasn't able to take his eyes off Hermione's face, even if he cherished her breasts. She was so unbelievably beautiful when she received her pleasure that he couldn't understand how could he not have noticed it before.
Harry remembered how it was to lick and finger Ginny, but at the rest of the subject, he was completely inexperienced.
He had never had sex and maybe that was his biggest mistake. And he wondered if this was also Draco's first time.
Even if Hermione never had sex too, she did not look uncomfortable at all.
She looked...marvelous.
He tried to slow himself down, because, Merlin, with that pace, he would have come far too quickly.
Harry wanted to watch forever this incredible show where two people were ensnared by their urgent needs and primitive instincts.
He noticed Hermione's palm on Draco's hard, throbbing cock. He moaned loudly when she squeezed him tightly in her hand and began to move as he pulled his hips toward her. Malfoy's breathing was fast and Harry knew, how Hermione made him feel.
Owned.
Enslaved.
Addicted to the pleasure she was giving to him.
'Ahhh, that's enough, baby' Draco hissed and softly stroked Hermione's hair.
Harry couldn't believe he was so gentle with all his moves. Completely different Draco. Once he named her mudblood and now...
'I want you to fuck me' Hermione whispered with a voice full of tension. Harry saw pure lust in her eyes. Draco nodded vigorously and helped her get off his lap. He positioned her on the edge of the stairs so that her legs could still be in the water.
She blushed furiously. Draco sent her a little smirk.
'Looking at you is a pleasure, Granger' he stated, slightly amused when she blushed even harder.
Harry finally could admire her tender beauty. Wide hips, long legs, full breasts, and flat belly.
In comparison with her light complexion, the triangle between her thighs looked very dark.
Harry licked his lips. He knew he won't last much longer. And he was trying so hard to be quiet, but at that moment it seemed impossible to him.
He extended his hips almost violently to his hand as Draco leaned forward to embrace Hermione's pussy with his lips. Harry saw Malfoy's tongue slowly caressing his friend's clit and entrance to her vagina. He whined at the same time as Hermione, but a bit louder than she did. He felt shivers running down his spine and heat needles in his feet. Merlin, an orgasm was so close he was afraid that he would end in a few moments.
Luckily, Malfoy wasn't down on her for too long. Harry didn't have time to wonder why and to his eye, Draco looked as impatient as he was. He lifted up to look Hermione in the eyes. His cock was pulsing painfully and Harry found himself even more aroused.
MERLIN'S PANTS!
He thought about licking and sucking Malfoy's dick, swallowing his cum after... And Harry had to stop moving his hand, because, oh god, he almost orgasmed at the thought of scene like this.
He cooled himself down, but just a little bit. Draco kissed Hermione tenderly but also with hunger.
'I'll ask only once...' he intimated, but Hermione licked his lower lip.
'Yes, I'm sure' she answered Malfoy's unspoken question. She wrapped her leg around his hips, pushing him towards her perineum. When he was right in front of her entrance, Harry heard a silent sigh which came out of Draco's mouth.
'Do it, please' she whispered. Harry felt an increasing tension in his belly again, as if the dragon just breathed fire of intense flutter.
Draco entered her with one thrust, Harry guessed that until the very end of her. He saw pure savouriness on Malfoy's face, but Hermione screamed in pain and she made a move like she wanted to escape.
She didn't have the opportunity, because Draco put his arms around her tightly and hugged her head to his cheek.
'You bastard!' she cried out helplessly but hugged him back. Harry saw one tear running down her face.
'I know it hurts, just relax, love' Malfoy gasped soothingly. 'I will wait, you need to relax.'
After a few instants, Draco kissed Hermione on the forehead and began to move in her slowly. Harry heard a couple of whines and sobs from Hermione at the beginning but after that...
Merlin, she was moaning like a genuine pornstar.
Now Harry promised himself not to stop. He wanted his release, he deserved it.
Draco wasn't as slow and gentle as he was before. His fingers clutched at her thigh, his lips were on her nipple and he fucked her senseless, while she was groaning and wailing louder and louder. Harry lost his mind watching this exciting show. He observed Hermione's nails dug deep into the skin on Draco's back, as their hips worked together furiously that they both could experience their own bliss.
He knew about Hermione's orgasm immediately. She stretched like a string under Draco's body and screamed his name. Malfoy was shivering and he made soft moans when he came.
Harry had his orgasm too. Too powerful to describe it, he just bearly stood there, shaking uncontrollably, spurting his seed all over the floor in front of him. He didn't think about evidence of being here at all.
Fuck this. He didn't care.
THAT orgasm was the best orgasm in his life.
Motherfucker Malfoy and Hermione quiet bookworm that wasn't utterly quiet.
GOD.
Harry was trying to calm himself down when Draco was kissing Hermione vulnerably. First her lips, but then he caressed all of her face and neck. They were both lying there and gasping hard, still trying to catch their breaths. Draco was half in the water, and Hermione had her legs in the pool.
Harry swallowed hard and put his pyjamas on.
Malfoy helped Hermione to get up and Harry could see a small amount of blood on her thighs and his cock.
She lost her virginity with Draco Fucking Malfoy.
'Come on, we have to bath you properly' Draco whispered to her with affectionateness. Harry instantly felt like an intruder and blushed furiously.
'They can't see you, idiot' he thought with exasperation and as quiet as he could he left Prefect's Bathroom.
He went straight to his dormitory - it's was well after midnight. When he was lying in his bed, covered with a duvet, he could only think about what happened.
Harry was convinced at only one thing.
He had to see more.