Harry, Ron and Hermione sit down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall at breakfast time. They were informed by the House prefects that no student was allowed to skip breakfast this morning, and attendance was taken at the door. The food that is usually piled in the center of the tables was non-existent leading the three students to believe something was really up.
"I wonder what the problem is, I am starving, where is breakfast?" Ron asked. Hermione shook her head, "Ronald, do you ever think of anything besides your stomach?" Harry laughed and Ron shot her look through squinted eyes.
Professor Dumbledore rose and the hall silenced. "Good Morning Students. It has been brought to my attention that there is an urgent spreading problem occurring through our students. I invited each student to breakfast today in order to inform them that prior to their 3rd class this afternoon, each student is expected to attend an additional lecture taking place for informational purposes. Each class will stay in the hall they are in for their 3rd class, and you will be led through the lecture by either a prefect in your house, a 7th year student or your House Professor. Attendance will be taken, and detention will be administered to any student who does not attend. Enjoy your breakfast."
Everyone began to whisper and look around at each other. What could it be that they were addressing the students in years individually rather than in their houses? Hermione looked to Harry, "this doesn't sound like it's going to be good. We are in potions, so we will probably have to listen to Snape." Ron, already stuffing his mouth full of food, "I mean it can't really be that bad if they are waiting until this afternoon to talk to us about it," he said while crumbs flew out of his mouth. Hermione gave him a disgusted look, "Ronald, do not talk with food in your mouth." Fred and George approached the three students, "Word is that your year has had a rise in the case of Gonorrhea, worst the school has ever seen. All this fuss is about your class, thanks a lot," the twins walked away. Hermione blushed, "Gonorrhea? That is a disease that you get from shagging." Harry and Ron bursted with laughter. "Why is that such a hard thing for you to swallow Hermione?" Harry asked inquisitively. "Well-well, I don't know Harry, I haven't heard of any shagging happening around here, especially in 4th year!" Ron and Harry practically fell on the floor laughing. Hermione angrily stood up and left the Great Hall. Ron wiped the tears away from his eyes, "are you going to tell her or should I," Harry responded, "No way, neither of us are going to ruin her innocence, its best if she doesn't know."
"Alright class, you may clean up your cauldrons and your mess, but I have been informed by Dumbledore that you are not allowed to leave the room, or detention will ensure." Snape hissed.
Draco blurted out, "what is all this madness about anyway Professor Snape?" Professor Snape looked to him, "wouldn't you like to know Draco. Sit down." Sit down came out with force. Draco looked appalled to Professor Snape. "No one leaves the room, understood?" Snape turned and walked out the door.
Whispering ensued, "what do you think this is about?", "are the students in danger?", "are we all in trouble?", "who's going to come speak to us?", "it has to be about the Triwizard tournament, why else would every student need to hear about this?" The whispering was halted when the door to the potion's classroom slammed open. Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick and Snape entered. Essentially all students gasped.
The professors all stood there in a line at the front of the classroom, looking out at the students in silence for a moment. Snape cleared his throat and looked to his colleagues, each one looked like they were reluctant to say the first word. McGonagall sighed, "I guess I will address the lot first."
The other professors relaxed. "As you know, we have informed you all this lecture is mandatory for every year, but especially you, he 4th year students. We have the Triwizard tournament coming up, and need all students to be on their best behavior. We will have schools from all over here at Hogwarts, and we cannot continue the conduct that has been taking place. More so from your year than any other. Madam Pomfrey as you know is our healer in the Hospital Wing, and has brought to our attention that she has seen an influx of 4th year students in the Hospital Wing being treated for such a disease that we shalt not speak of its name out loud."
The class looked around at each other, some people began to blush. Others whispered between each other in confusion. Hermione shot a glare at Harry and Ron, who stifled a laugh in the process. Snape interrupted her, "This particular disease occurs when students intermingle in such a way that is forbidden in this school." Flitwick began to speak, "Students, what we are trying to get at is that your class has been participating in sexual activity and spreading such diseases that can only occur through sexual contact, which is, of course as Professor Snape mentioned, forbidden in Hogwarts." The class was shocked. Some people looked around in embarrassment, while some did all they could to stifle a laugh.
McGonagall sighed again, "As such, we know that this particular activity is forbidden. However, due to the treatments given in the hospital wing, we know that it is indeed taking place here. We must remind you that if you are caught partaking in sexual activities such as fellatio, cunnilingus, anilingus," she swallowed loudly, "intercourse or any other type of heavy petting, You and all involved will be expelled from Hogwarts immediately." The class began to whisper again, becoming louder and louder.
Dumbledore yelled, "Silence!" The class immediately fell silent. "We will be taking actions that shall discourage the activities that Professor McGonagall mentioned by increasing patrols at night, including random bed checks at any hour, and the portraits have been notified that they are to alert a professor in the event any student is out of bed outside of hours. Also, apparition in and out of Hogwarts and travel by Floo has been suspended until further notice."
Students gasped. "Every student must now check in and out of their dormitories for anything other than classes and will be tracked accordingly." The students began the low roar of whispering again. Flitwick raised his voice, "while these measures shall discourage partaking in sexual activity, we are aware that it is unrealistic to expect that it will not happen. As such, we are instructing you to use caution when partaking in such activities and will be teaching you a charm to use to protect yourselves from unwanted transmission of diseases, and of course unwanted pregnancy."
The class began to chuckle. "The spell is Atocium. It must be used prior to intercourse for protection of unwanted diseases or can be used prior to," he hesitated, "to-to completion," Flitwick stuttered, "in order to protect from fertilization. It must be cast using the wand of one of the involved parties by pointing it at the soon to be affected body part or parts." He awkwardly looked to the ceiling. "Each incantation of the spell is only good for one body part, so please remember to use on each participating party. It is most effective when enunciated, not whispered." The class roared with laughter. The Professors all looked at the ceiling, waiting for the laughter to diminish.
Dumbledore cleared his throat, "Please remember that you will be intermingling with students from other schools very soon, so please do your best to NOT transmit unwanted things to others from other schools. That could leave a reputation Hogwarts shall not want to be remembered by."
"If you have been treated for such disease that has been transmitted by another student of this school, it is your responsibility to discuss these matters with your partner or partners. However, due to the volatile nature of the disease, every student will be tested and treated according to need, in order to prevent this problem from potentiating further. You may make an appointment with Madam Pomfrey during the hours of 1 o'clock and 4 o'clock tomorrow. Appointments are mandatory, you will be marked off the list upon completion. Please refrain from activities until after tests are completed," McGonagall said.
One student blurted out, "what if we test positive, are we going to be expelled?"
Professor Snape sighed, "consider this your FINAL warning, no students will be expelled due to a diagnosis at this time. However, repeat offenders will be subject to dismissal without notice. If there are no other questions, we shall allow you to return to your regularly scheduled activities. Scheduled activities, remember this conversation." The students looked around the room to see if anyone raised their hand. Hermione raised her hand, "what if there are students that would NEVER participate in such an activity against the rules of Headmaster, can they be excused from this?"
Professor Snape glared, "Miss Granger, as we mentioned before, it is assumed by the word mandatory that all students must partake in testing and prevention techniques, to prevent further spread of disease. No praise will be given to those students following the rules, just no disciplinary action will be taken against those that aren't" Hermione shrugged down in her chair, the Slytherin's sneered.
The professors looked out to the group and quickly exited. Hermione hurried out of the classroom shortly thereafter.
In the Gryffindor common room, some students were gathered. Neville, Seamus, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Pavarti, Dean and Lavendar all sat in the chairs around the fire mingling amongst themselves. "So, who do you think started the disease," Dean blurted out. Everyone began to chuckle, "It was probably that loose lad Pansy if I had to take a stab at it," Ron replied. Hermione whipped her head to his direction and gave a look, "how could you possibly know she was loose Ron?" she exclaimed. All the boys cackled in laughter, "because Hermione, every guy in this school knows she will sleep with anything that walks," Dean replied. Hermione looked around at the guys, "I am truly appalled by all of you" and she got up and stormed up to her room, threw a privacy charm around her bed and went to read her books for tomorrows lessons. "I guess we know she has definitely not participated in anything," everyone burst with laughter. Harry interjected, "Be nice, we know that Hermione is dedicated to her studies. She just has different priorities than some of us, and by some of us I mean some of you." The remaining girls looked around to the guys. Dean and Seamus high fived, Harry and Ron looked at each other awkwardly and Neville got up and left the room.
After each student was tested in the room set up in the Hospital Wing, they were to report to their Head of House. The Head of House marked each student off and made them sign a paper acknowledging the rules surrounding being caught and handed a "Family Planning in the Young Wizarding World" pamphlet that outlined the dangers of untreated sexual diseases (with pictures), and reminded the students of the use of the contraceptive charm.
As Draco left the treatment room, he gestured to everyone in line from 4th year to look at him. He laughed as he ripped the pamphlet to shreds. Some of the class chuckled, while the Slytherins cheered. Snape pulled Malfoy by the robes and leant into his ear and spoke at a low volume so no one else could hear, "I am most certain you would be utterly mortified if I divulged your diagnosis to the rest of your class, so I suggest you take my pamphlet and take it to heart Mr. Malfoy." Draco ripped his arm from the grip of Snape, with a look of pure disgust on his face, snatched the pamphlet out of Snape's hand and marched out of the hospital wing down the hallway.
As he walked, he noticed Hermione slowly and shyly walking away from the Hospital Wing. "Hey Granger," he yelled as he jogged up to her. She looked at him through squinted eyes, "What Malfoy, have you come to make fun of me like the others?" He chuckled, "You kind of walked into that yourself. You basically called out that you are a Virgin" the last word was spoken softly. She blushed, "And I suppose by your actions today that you are most definitely not," she sneered. He looked at her lustfully, "I can change that for you if you'd like, you know now that we know things." She huffed, "Oh right, like you would want to associate with me, a muggle born." He stepped in closer to her, so he was mere inches from her face, "I can look past some things, Hermione. I can definitely rock your world."
Her breathing ceased for a minute. She has never had a man this intimately close to her due to attraction before, they were only 14 for goodness sakes. She swallowed hard, "Draco, what are you trying to imply?" she hesitantly asked. He looked longingly into Hermione's eyes, "Come on Hermione, don't be naïve. We could be great together. You know – the hottest girl of our year and the hottest guy. It could be great." She swallowed hard again, still unsure if she was breathing or not. "I have nev- um never been intimate with anyone, so why would you choose me over someone who has experience?" Draco chuckled, "It's really a simple answer, are you in or are you not?"
He leaned in even closer to her. Thoughts started whirling through her brain, but she couldn't make sense of any of it. It was like all her thoughts were projecting at the same time an she couldn't hear a single one clearly. Her brain was – Fuzzy. She could smell his cologne, and for probably the first time ever, she noticed how truly handsome Draco was. His once round child-like face had thinned out, his hair was always impeccably perfect. For goodness sakes he wore cologne. He was not a boy anymore; Draco was on his way to becoming a man and Hermione had just taken notice. She suddenly felt butterflies in her stomach. She never imagined anyone in that light, let alone Draco Malfoy, eternal pesterer of her and her two best friends.
He leaned back, "So?" He reached out his hand to hers, "Draco, if we do anything, absolutely no one – no one can know about this." He grabbed onto her hand and led her down the hall to an abandoned classroom. "How are we going to get away with this if they are increasing patrols, specifically to the unattended classrooms?" Hermione asked. Draco placed a silencing charm over the room, "Granger, they said increasing patrols at night, not during the day. Besides, all the people patrolling are in the hospital wing right now. It makes perfect sense to do this at precisely this time." He loosened his tie around his neck and took off his robe, leaving just his now unbuttoned white shirt and pants on.
She began to feel her breath hitch; she placed her books on a desk and removed her robes leaving her skirt and shirt underneath on. He walked towards her, placed one curled finger under her chin and lifted it to his height, planting a soft but oh so firm kiss on her lips. She felt electricity between the two, so much so that she broke the kiss and shamefully looked down at her feet. Draco put one hand on each of her shoulders, "Hermione, trust me. You won't regret it."
She allowed him to do it again, he deepened the kiss this time. He grabbed her arms and wrapped them around his neck. He began to kiss her again, even more passionate and firm than he had before. "You know, for someone who is not experienced, you are a very good kisser. We might be doing this more often."
She smirked a little bit, this time leaning in to gently kiss him. He crashed his lips against hers and began to remove his shirt. He started unbuttoning Hermione's shirt with impressive speed, and had her in just her bra in record time. He stepped back and took a look at her, "Yep, you are the hottest girl in our year." He dropped his pants, leaving just his boxers remaining. Hermione glanced over his body. He was lanky, but yet he was muscular. His body was lean and not half bad to look at. She got to his area and noticed quite the tent being projected out of his boxers and shyly looked away. She shimmied out of her skirt, leaving herself in just her bra and underwear this time.
He walked up to her, backed her into a table and had her jump up onto it. He removed her bra and began fondling her breasts. Her small pink nipples perked at his touch. He gently pinched one of her nipples, a sensation quite unlike anything she has ever felt before. She sharply inhaled. She allowed Draco to explore her body, he was touching every one of her curves. He began to kiss her neck, she laughed as he did so, causing a sensitive jolt down her body. He smirked, "Can I take your panties off?" She hopped off the table and shimmied down her underwear, leaving nothing but her hands to hide herself. He grabbed her arms again, wrapping them around his neck as he lifted her up onto the table once again. He kissed her a little more before inserting two fingers into her womanhood.
She gasped for air. She had never felt nothing quite like this feeling. She felt as if a thousand electric jolts were tingling all over her body, especially anywhere he touched. Draco must have gotten antsy for her, because he had slid his boxers down. He lined himself at her entrance and began to thrust. He inserted his entire length into her, feeling her hymen break around him. He gave her a second to adjust to him. He asked her if it felt okay, she replied hesitantly, "It hurts, but keep going." He happily obliged thrusting in and out of her. After a couple minutes, the painful expression left her face and a face of enjoyment replaced it. He stopped, picked up his wand and incanted Atocium two times, pointing to her womanhood and to his erection. Hermione closed her eyes in embarrassment. Why didn't she think to do that from the start? He thrusted back into her and groaned with completion. He looked into her eyes and kissed her again.
She felt satisfied, yet unsatisfied at the same time. They cleaned themselves up and got dressed. Hermione's thoughts were swirling, yet this time she could hear them perfectly clear. "Draco, can I ask you something?", he looked at her and smiled. "Anything darling." She blushed and awkwardly looked away. "Uh, um can I ask, how many, erm how often, erm should I be worried?" He chuckled, "Oh Hermione, you have nothing to worry about. Just know, we will be doing this a lot more often, you were great. Now we shouldn't leave together, it would be too suspicious. How about you leave first, act like you are reading your books and I will leave a few minutes after you."
She nodded, "Okay. The test, what do they do for the test?" Draco seemed to turn a shade paler than he already was. "Oh you haven't seen Madam Pomfrey yet? Well erm, she said she has a rapid test that can indicate early colonization of the disease or whatever, that she can tell from the moment you get infected with it. It 's no biggie really, she just sends you on your way with an antibiotic potion and a special soap to use a couple times a day, nothing to stress about."
Hermione looked at him and slightly cocked her head to the side, "Wait why do you know what they do to treat it if they didn't announce that in the class Draco?" Draco looked at her uncomfortably, "I heard it through a friend?" he answered questioningly as if he didn't believe his own response. Hermione felt the fury bubble up from deep down inside her, "Are you kidding me Draco? Do you have this disease?". He began to fidget his hands, "Surprise?" he responded.
She launched her hefty defense against the dark arts book aimed at his head and slightly missed nailing his chest and shoulder. "What is the problem Granger?!" he exclaimed. "Didn't you enjoy it?" growing angrier. She began pacing around the room, holding each side of her face in disbelief. "Draco, I am – was a virgin, never before had I interacted with someone the way we just did. Now I am going to go into that test and probably test positive. POSITIVE DRACO. And yes, for a little bit I might have enjoyed it, but it's definitely not worth what I am about to go through in ten minutes when I go to my appointment!" Her volume was increasing with every word. Draco was glad he perfected the silencing charm early on in his wizarding career, because she was certainly testing its boundaries.
"What do you want me to say Granger, I am sorry? Because I am not. I enjoyed every second of it with you, I hoped you would too. Maybe I should just go. I obviously tried to initiate something here that will not- could not work. Have a nice life Granger." He sneered the last word as if he were mocking her name. She never stopped pacing, what would she do? Madam Pomfrey would judge her so.
Hermione got up to leave her appointment after receiving her first dose of antibiotic potion and her special soap. "Miss Granger, be sure to take your next dose of the potion in four hours, then once in the morning and once at night until the bottle is gone. Come back for a follow up appointment in five days. Use the soap once in the morning and once at night to promote hygiene and combat blistering sores." Hermione panicked, "Blistering sores? Wha-What?" Madam Pomfrey touched her arm, "it's okay dearie, many students have been treated so far and only a couple actually got blistering sores. We might have caught it just in the knick of time." Hermione, mortified, walked out of the room, and faced Professor McGonagall. The Professor handed her a pamphlet after she signed her name. "Miss Granger, it would best suit you to read page 3 of the pamphlet." Hermione nodded and shyly walked away from the Professor. As she got into the hallway, she flipped to page three. The title read, "Tips to telling your parents that you are sexually active". She blushed, and ran down the hallway. Tears streaming down her face.
She reached the entrance of the Gryffindor Common room where her friends filled the sitting area, she raced past them and jumped into her bed. Ginny raced up after her. She hugged Hermione. "Hermione, what's-" Ginny stopped midsentence, she saw the potion bottle in Hermione's hand. "Oh my god Hermione, you have to spill, who was he? Was it amazing?" Hermione sobbed further into her pillow, "Go away Ginny, and no, it was terrible I shouldn't have let that snake convince me. I feel ashamed of myself. Absolutely ashamed." Ginny smirked, "who knew losing your virginity would be so sad." Hermione hit Ginny on the side of the head with a pillow, "will you shut up and go away already? I think I have enough to deal with on my own here." Ginny got up and began to walk away when Hermione called to her, "Oh and Ginny? If you think you are going downstairs to tell everyone, I think you shouldn't. Just remember how horrified Ron would be if he found out you snogged Seamus AND Dean on the same day and let them both look at you naked." Ginny's eyes went wide, "How did you know about that?" Hermione glared at her, "Boys talk Ginerva, don't forget that."