[A/N: This is a Harmione One Shot and semi Song fic that has been stuck in my mind for a while so I decided to write it now and share it with all of you~ The song is Ciara - Body Party so if you want to listen along, please do~ This is one of my favorite ships in the Harry Potter World so if you don't like, click exit NOW! Enjoy and as always, read and comment. All opinions are welcome.]
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"Luna, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked in a complete surprise. Ginny was standing next to the brunette, nodded with agreement. The blonde Ravenclaw still had that dreamy look and smile on her face. "I came here with the same reason as the rest of you." This time, all the girls stopped what they were doing and stared at the blonde female. "Really?" They all ended up saying the same, and the blonde Ravenclaw laughed and just shrugged her shoulder.
"Lovegood, don't just shrug your shoulders. Who knew you had it in you," Greengrass said with no malice in her voice. It's been a year since the war and the school year was drawing to a close. This meant these last two months would be the last the 7th/8th years will ever set foot on Hogwarts grounds and this group of students decided to come up with something for the players leaving. There was a certain amount of people allowed to join this project because there was only a handful of players who were graduating and that would suck if one player was left out. Besides, it would create too many questions if a lot of people seemingly disappear on the day of the match since they wanted to keep the project a secret.
"Alright girls, enough talking," Chloe said, clapping her hands to catch their attention. Chloe was hired to help with this project by Professor McGonagall who full-heartedly agreed to the project. "The final Quidditch game is only two months away so you will need to practice hard and make sure you remember the moves. So to start the first meeting off with a lighter tone, I want you to each say why you agreed to join this project?" Each person told why they were there and turns out everyone had the same reason. To woo their significant other, or should I say, player. "Alright, perfect," Chloe said with a bright smile. "I want each of you to grab a chair and line up where that line is."
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"Zabini throws the Quaffle, oh but so close! Davis has the Quaffle now! Oh, but what's this! Potter seems to have his eye on the Golden Snitch and looks like Malfoy is right behind him! Oh my goodness, those two are so fast! But too bad, not fast enough for the Golden Snitch! Looks like the Seekers have lost sight of it! Thomas shoots and score! Gryffindor is in the lead with 310 and Slytherin 300!"
A sharp whistle rang through the stadium.
"Looks like we are on a little break!"
Harry panted slightly as he heavily sat down on the bench as Dean sat down next to him. "Damn, those Slytherins sure are good this year." Harry scoffs in agreement as he chugged water from his water bottle. "No doubt they have been spying us during our practices," Harry commented as he looked up at the crowded stands. I wonder where Hermione is? The spectators were looking around in confusion. There has never been a break before in a Quidditch game.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, please excuse the interruption. This final game of the school year is a special one because not only is it the one-year anniversary of the war but because a group of girl decided to put on a little show for the players who are leaving."
A low murmuring could be heard coming from the crowd. The Quidditch players looked around with confusion as well. All the sudden, 8 wooden chairs appeared on the field with initials painted on the back of the chairs.
"Would the graduating Quidditch players please go to your assigned seats."
The graduating players looked at each other with confusion before slowly standing up and slowly walking over to the chairs with a look of obvious apprehension, like the chairs were going to jump up and hex them. The stands were filled with murmuring with plenty of shoulder shrugs and unanswered questions as the players finally took their designated seats.
"Hey Potter, know whats going on?" Harry looked over at Malfoy and shrugged. "I was about to ask you the same question. How about you Zabini? You usually know about these things?" The two had gotten past their rivalry after the war and became friends since and Zabini soon followed after the blonde. Zabini who was sitting on the other side of Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Don't look at me, I know nothing about this."
There were a few seconds of nothing when all the sudden, there were loud cracks and puff of smokes appeared in front of the players. "What the hell?" Harry tensed in his seat and immediately, the thought of Death Eaters appearing on the field raced through his mind even though he knew every Death Eater has been caught and his hand instinctively shot for his wand which wasn't in his pants since he didn't need it for the game. The spectators seemed to agree with him, many getting nervous in their seats, getting ready to bolt for the exits if anything bad goes down.
The smoke cleared and in place of the smoke were female figures dressed in faux leather booty shorts, black thigh-length leggings, black open-toed pumps, and black strap crop top, posing in various poses with black tinted chairs covered in glitter next to them. Harry felt his jaw drop open, so did the rest of the graduating players, as they looked at the masked females in front of them.
Ohh, oooh
Ohh, ohhh
Yeah, right there
No, right there
I was having fun
I hope you're having fun too
I said it
The masked females struts around their chair, swinging the hips just right that it wasn't over-kill. When the beat hit hard, they were standing in front of the chairs and each moved their hips in a tantalizing way before dropping it low to the floor and standing back up.
My body is your party baby
Nobody's invited but you, baby
I can do it slow now tell me what you want
Baby put your phone down, you should turn it off
Cause tonight it's going down, tell your boys it's going down
We in the zone now, don't stop
Oooooh oooh
Harry could barely concentrate on the scene in front of him because something else was bothering him. His pants had gotten considerably tighter than before. Now, don't get him wrong, he wasn't prone to get hard from some stranger dancing sexily for him but damn, something about this brunette dancing in front of him was turning him. Also, something about the dancer's hair reminds him of someone. Someone he knows for years now. But it couldn't be her. Could it?
You can't keep your hands off me
Touch me right there, rock my body
I can't keep my hands off you
Your body is my party
I'm doing this little dance for you
You got me so excited
Now it's just me and you
Your body's my party, let's get it started, ohhh
Boy you should know that
Your love is always on my mind
The dancers produced neckties with the teams' house colors out of mid-air and proceeded to hold it taut behind their back like it was a cane and started to grind against the air. Their movements caused the stadium lights to reflect off their faux leather shorts. Harry groaned along with the other players next to him. "Sweet Merlin..." Malfoy said with clenched teeth. Apparently, the blonde female dancing in front of him was working wonders.
I'm not gonna fight it
I want it all the time
Boy you should know that
Your love is always on my mind
And I can't deny it
I want you, I'm on you
The masked females strut over to the player they were dancing for and using the necktie, drapped it around his neck and had him stand up, though it didn't take much. Harry followed the beautiful brunette in front of him like he was in a trance. The masked dancer pulled them close and turned the last minute so their back was pressed against his chest. With the beat of the music, the masked females sensually danced against the players. Harry felt a low growl leave his lips as the beautiful brunette pressed her luscious ass against his obvious hard-on. His hand reached out to grab her waist to press her even closer when the brunette quickly stepped away as well as the rest of the masked females.
"Sorry boys, we can't let you touch just yet." The masked brunette said. Now Harry had a close up look at her face and saw, even more, similarities with his best friend. Could she really be? Could this really be the 'Brightest Witch of Her Age'? "Come on girls, let's show them." With a flick of petite hands, the masks disappeared and Harry's jaw dropped. The spectators gasped as they looked up at the screen. They had been watching the entire time.
"H-Hermione?" Harry asked, taking a slight step towards her. The players stared at her with wide eyes, most likely never look at her the same ever again however they were blindsided when they realized Luna Lovegood was one of them and was the one that was dancing for Malfoy. Hermione didn't look the slightest embarrassed that she had performed such sexual moves in a stadium full of people and to much Harry's surprise, she even rolled her eyes.
"Always the tone of surprise," Hermione said, catching Harry's surprise once again when she cupped his face with both hands and brought their lips together. Harry froze for a split second before returning the kiss, quickly heating up. The spectators chatted excitedly, the flash of cameras appeared from stands. He groaned against her lips when he felt her nibble on his lower lip, making the ache in his pants increase even more. The chatter from the stands turned to loud gasps as Malfoy practically jumped Luna and Ginny did the same with Zabini, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as the two new couples made out like there was a game currently going on.
"Oh goodness, so much is happening! But as per request of the Headmistress, will all non-Quidditch players please exit the field so we may commence with the game!"
Harry reluctantly pulled away from Hermione's lips, finding them so addicting as his hands remain on her hips, rubbing circles on the crevice of her hip bone. The stands were active as ever as everyone talked about the three newly formed couples. "How long?" He asked, slightly breathless as he looked at those chocolate eyes. He didn't want the kiss to end and he definitely was curious how she looked with no clothes on. "Since our fourth year," Hermione said, a knowing smile on her face as she leaned up to whisper into his ear. "Meet me in your dorm after the game and you'll find out."
Harry was too speechless to answer as Hermione pulled away with a sly smile and proceeded to leave the field as the moderator said. "Come on girls." She said, purposely rubbing her ass against Harry's crotch as she turned around to leave. Harry groaned, his teeth clenching as he tried not to just go after her and fuck her right there for all to see. She was being a right tease and his body is paying the price. Hermione must have heard it because she looked at him over her shoulder, sporting a Slytherin-worthy smirk. "Don't take too long." With a crack, the girls were gone.
Harry stared at the spot for a split second before turning to look at Malfoy and Zabini. The two looked back at him and knew what he was thinking. "Let's get this done quickly." Somewhere in the stands, the girls reappeared in their normal school attire. "Damn Hermione, you really worked Harry out there," Ginny said with a snicker. Hermione smirked as she rested her elbow on her crossed legs and rested her chin on that hand. "It just makes everything that comes after this so much better."