Title: Caught
Rating: Very mature. Homosexuals acting on their homosexuality.
Warnings: Boy on boy action. Swearing. Don't like, don't read.
Summary: It was a normal day for Hermione Granger. Nothing unusual happened, nothing out of the ordinary. Until it came to visiting Harry's Head Boy room…
Disclaimer: JKRowling owns everything.
Humming slightly, Hermione Granger made her way up to the Head Boy and Girl's rooms, her usual 5 heavy books tucked securely under her arms. As she passed Harry's private room, she paused, adjusting the books to settle onto her hip. An hour ago he'd seemed eager to escape her and Ron, eager to go up to his room and sleep, he said. She frowned, biting her lip, wondering.
Finally, she let curiosity win her over and she opened the door to his study cautiously. Scanning the place she found he wasn't to be seen. He must be asleep upstairs, like he said, then she thought, turning around to exit, but she caught a groan from Harry's bedroom. Her frown intensified. He's ill? Why didn't he tell us?
She made her way to the closed door setting her books on the study desk on the way, her hand hovering over the handle, listening. Yes, there it is again. Another moan. Should I help him? Yes, of course, that's what friends are for. And with that thought in mind, she gripped the handle and opened the door, ready to face a sick Harry.
She wasn't prepared to see the real sight in front of her, however.
It was Harry groaning moaning, but not in the way she originally thought. He was laid on his bed, his head thrown back, his shirt crumpled underneath his back, his jeans hanging off the edge of the mattress, with his boxers flung across the room to where his homework lay. But that wasn't the worst of it. The worst was the fact that Draco Malfoy was sucking him off, and Harry was enjoying it. Enjoying it immensely by the look of his face, ecstasy shown clearly in his green eyes, pupils widened so much it would be hard to tell whether his eyes were actually green at all.
Hermione gawped at them, watching as Draco pulled away from Harry's cock with a soft slurping noise, and began a trail with his tongue up to belly button, further up, to tease the hardened nipples, his hand working on the dick he'd left behind.
Harry groaned again, his hips bucking up, hands in the blond hair, desperate to release himself. Even from the view of behind Draco, Hermione could tell he smirked before licking a new path up to his throat, sucking every so often, until he reached the black haired's chin, before he planted a kiss fully on his lips. One of Harry's hands trailed down the blondes back gently, cupping his arse before circling a finger around his entrance, teasing.
Draco growled, biting Harry's lip then soothing it, one of his supporting hands wandered back down to the two cocks. From Hermione's frozen view she could see his arm working furiously, his hips grinding down to meet Harry's own, making the two moan in unison.
Then, "Oh, fuck, Draco, I'm gonna…" Harry began, before Draco gave a massive thrust, his hand giving one final tug on Harry before the black haired teen gave a shout of 'Draco!' and came to his orgasm, bringing Draco to his climax too, his body freezing, a breathy 'Harry…' escaping him, before he collapsed on top of Harry, exhausted.
Finally, Hermione came to her senses. Her eyes wide, she backed out of the room silently, leaving the door open, and fled out of the study's door, leaving her books behind, ready to be found in the morning by a confused Harry.
A/N: Ooh, me likes! R&R please :D x